Ke Zhongye couldn't break free from Luo Yaduo. Immediately after, Luo Yaduo raised his other hand, his fist as large as Ke Zhongye's head, and aimed it at Ke Zhongye's chest.
Bang!
A dull sound, as if struck by a heavy hammer.
With the Heavenly Cutting Power, Ke Zhongye's body was sent flying backward, crashing into the strange rocks nearby. The pillar-like rocks were consecutively broken, and it was only then that his body finally stopped.
With one punch, the outcome was determined.
The Prophet's pupils shook violently. He thought this would be a bloody battle, but he never imagined... this was a fight that was simply unwinnable.
The gap in strength between the two sides was unimaginably wide.
Though the fight seemed over, it actually was not. Luo Yaduo's figure flashed, and in the next moment, he already appeared amidst the dust raised by the broken rocks where Ke Zhongye had crashed.
