Boom!
The space collapsed under Elder Gui's fist, forming a concave arc vortex, and a fierce gale capable of severely injuring a Third Grade Martial Saint Strong Person violently blasted towards Ye Xuan.
Clang!
Sword light whistled out from the Rain Saint Sword, and fiercely collided with the brutal wind of Elder Gui's punch. The clang of metal clashed, and a power ripple visible to the naked eye instantly spread across the sky.
As the gale spread, Ye Xuan's figure retreated rapidly by over a dozen steps before he stamped down hard with the Rain Saint Sword to dissipate the force. He then looked up at Elder Gui, who had retreated only a single step, his gaze becoming somewhat more solemn.
A full-strength punch from a Fourth Grade Martial Saint was indeed not to be underestimated.
"Do you have only this much ability?"
