Immediately afterwards, a crisp slap sounded.

Then, he felt a dizzy turn.

He... flew up.

Bang!

Finally, he hit a huge rock and let out a painful wail.

"you……"

He looked up at Qin Hao, his face full of shock.

He is the cultivation level of the Martial Saint Xiaocheng, and he was slapped away with a slap?

How is this possible?

The others also widened their eyes and looked at Qin Hao in astonishment.

Who is this?

Qin Hao did not speak, but slowly stretched out his right hand.

Rumble!

I saw a golden light flashing in the void, and it became more and more prosperous, like a small sun.

Finally, everyone looked up and saw a palm print in the void.

This palm print is very huge, just like a sky curtain, pressing down quickly.

"Escape!"

Zhu Jie's men looked panicked and wanted to escape.

Unfortunately, the palm prints fell too quickly.

In an instant, these people were hit by the palm print.

Rumble!

The ground collapsed directly and a huge pit appeared.

And six or seven people were lying under the huge pit.

These six or seven people were all over the place, and were covered in blood.

"this……"

Zhu Jie was just affected by a little aftermath, so he was not seriously injured.

At this time, he looked at the people in the huge pit and his eyes widened to the extreme.

Has all his subordinates been solved with just one martial art?

How is this possible?

What kind of cultivation is this young man?

Could he be a powerful person in the divine realm?

Qin Hao didn't even look at the people in the pit, as if they were just ants.

He turned his head to look at Zhu Jie and said lightly: "Now... it's yours."

As he said that, Qin Hao slowly raised his hand.

Seeing this, Zhu Jie looked panicked and said, "Don't do anything randomly, I'm the young master of the Zhu family."

Qin Hao raised his lips slightly and said lightly: "This can't scare me."
Chapter completed!