Settle accounts (1)

The self-cultivator immediately took a big step forward and threw a punch. This was a self-cultivator's fist, and it generated wind. This was not an ordinary wind, but a real true energy wind. Ordinary people did not dare to touch it at all. The explosion of true energy caused people a few meters away to feel the pain as if a knife was cutting their faces.

"You should go and hit your wife with such a small fist." Qin Feng sneered. With a wave of his hand, that fellow's powerful impact was easily dissipated by Qin Feng. Not only that, he was also sent flying into the air.

In Qin Feng's eyes, this person was no different from those thugs. This scene scared Zhao Li so much that his expression changed. Not only him, but even the older self-cultivator was stunned.

This man wasn't an ordinary person, but why couldn't he see through him? at this time, the young self-cultivator was struggling with all his might, trying to break free from the invisible energy body.