In an instant, Li Hentian's eyes suddenly changed: "Then I will make your life worse than death!"

That terrifying fist actually burned with fighting intent, carrying astonishing power. One strike was enough to destroy everything.

Could it be that Wuchen is going to end here?

Perhaps, in people's eyes, this battle is over.

Only the third prince looked at Chen Tian with curiosity, because so far in the battle, the expression on the man's face was still so relaxed, and even after being attacked several times, his aura had not changed at all!

"The Wrath of the War Spirit!"

"Zhantian Fist!"

boom!

The burning fist of fire came with an astonishing release of fighting spirit, and came with a blast.

"Bang!"

Just when everyone thought that Chen Tian would definitely die, a dull sound of collision sounded, and people saw the scene of the terrifying Zhantian Fist being blocked by the same palm.

At some point, Na Chentian stood up and smiled slightly: "Life is worse than death? You seem to be a little complacent, don't forget, so far, I haven't taken any action!"

"Sadly** palm!"

"Bang!"
Chapter completed!