Bang bang!
In the underground cave, beside the pool of blood.
Jingming shouted loudly, each punch like a divine axe splitting heaven and earth, thunderously smashing down.
However, Jing Fan kept retreating, creating profound footprints in the ground, his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose all bleeding.
Clearly, although his body protection technique was remarkable, he couldn't completely block the shaking force and his internal organs had been injured.
"After enduring a dozen more punches, even if not beaten to death, he would be shaken to death!"
Zhong Shenxiu stepped sideward, arriving behind Jingming Monk and delivered a palm strike.
Jingming Monk struck back with his own palm, forcing Zhong Shenxiu to retreat.
Just then, right in front of him, Jing Fan placed his palms together and fiercely pushed forward, his momentum formidable, forcing Jingming Monk to withdraw his palm in defense.
