Facing this terrifying and fierce punch.
Zhou Yu immediately activated the Golden Dragon Dharma Form and met it with a punch!
Bam!
With a loud explosion, Zhou Yu's form was directly blasted back over a hundred meters.
Seeing this, Feng Beijin became even more excited.
"How does it taste?"
"This is just the beginning. Soon, I'll show you the true power of the Dark Clan."
Zhou Yu sneered.
"You seem to be rejoicing too soon."
"I've seen too many like you."
"Even your Demon Lord has died by my hand."
Upon hearing this, Feng Beijin's face immediately showed ridicule.
"Hahaha..."
"If the Demon Lord truly made a move, you'd have long become dust and bones."
"Such shameless boasting."
Saying this, Feng Beijin once again activates Demonic Qi and fiercely punches towards Zhou Yu.
Seeing this, Zhou Yu's lips slightly curled up.
The next moment, the golden Blood Qi surging over his body suddenly changed.
Only to see the Power Of Thunder burst forth.
