Who the Hell is this Monster!

'If so, go die!'

Closely after his frightening words, the middle-aged man's eyes gave out a frightening light.

In a split second, his frustrated look was replaced by a sharp and stern concentration, like a sword being unsheathed.

...

Before anyone noticed his movement, the unkempt middle-aged man had already hacked his palm towards Ye Feng ferociously!

With a wuthering wind, his sharp palm aroused a sharp and strong qi. As a result, all the onlookers felt their cheeks impose.

Everyone in the room dodged rapidly in panic!

With a crack, his palm split the entire sofa into two pieces, causing dust and fabric particles to fill the room.

Watching this terrifying scene, all the onlookers' faces turned dreadfully pale. If he hacked into one's body, he could definitely chop it into two halves.

Everyone was gazing toward the position where his palm was moving, as their eyelids jumped crazily.

'Is Ye Feng… dead?'