"You think you can hurt me? Dream on!"
Ren Feifan swung his Ancient Dust Sword without hesitation! The sword created a whirl of crimson flames mixed with an extremely violent black fog. With this strike, it was as if he was possessed!
Suddenly, with a bang, his strike sent the opponent flying!
The burly man's eyes widened in midair, his face filled with disbelief, "What kind of background does this guy have? It's like I'm facing a completely different person! His methods are ruthless, and his strength is even greater!"
He barely managed to steady himself, but a hammer had already flown out of his hand, leaving only another hammer in his palm.
It was the first time in his long cultivation journey that someone had knocked his weapon away!
This was unbearable!
He rushed towards Ren Feifan in anger, like an enraged lion, only to find that Ren Feifan had closed his eyes at that moment.
Hmm?
Was this guy giving up resistance?
Just as the burly man was puzzled, a voice came,