In just this moment, the other party seemed to be stunned by this momentum, and there was no response in that second.

Only those who have seen a real tiger know that the first time I hear a tiger roar will you lose your mind. The oppression of the momentum is invisible and intangible, but it really exists.

When warriors fight, opportunities are fleeting, and the outcome is just a matter of thought.

Pang Guan did not use the mud-walking steps that people in the martial arts world use to make them two steps directly, with the first step being nearly three meters wide and the second step being slightly shorter.

He used his hands to be in a lotus shape. With the force of rushing forward, he stepped on the floor while the other party had not yet reacted, using the way of exerting force in Baji. In the other party's panic expression, the lotus-shaped palms slapped his chest.

There is a saying: If there is Tai Chi in literature and the world is in harmony, and if there is Baji, it will determine the universe. It is about the force of Baji.

This time, the rabbit rose and fell, only in the blink of an eye.

Just when Pang Guan's murderous aura was revealed, the boss of the Eagle Claw Fist changed his face and looked disbelief. The claws that had been trained to the depths even grabbed marks on the armrests of the chair.

The man was slapped by Pang Guan's palms, and his strength was so great that he felt like he was hit by a train, flying backwards, flying straight out seven or eight meters, landing on the ground with a thud, facing upwards, fainting.

This palm was kept with Pang Guan. Not only did he not use his qi and blood, but when his palms touched the other person's chest, he also used his ten fingers to buffer it.
Chapter completed!