Fang Yu returned to the hall and walked straight to the buffet table, taking a small slice of strawberry cake.Then he sat down by the table and ate with a carefree air.The hall is already filled with...Fang Yu sensed the terrifying power attacking from behind, narrowed his eyes slightly, and turned around.

The massive fist looming before him seemed poised to swallow the sky.

It contains extremely complex laws. Aside from the terrifying power it possesses, it also releases a powerful suppressing force.

Fang Yu's limbs felt as heavy as if they were bound by four meteors.

However, even so, he still effortlessly raised his left hand and, facing the fist that slammed towards him... slapped out with a palm!

"Boom!"

This is a Batian Palm!

Raging energy clashed with the incoming fist, erupting in a deafening boom!

A powerful surge of energy ripples outward, scattering the surrounding clouds and mist!

"Infinity Prism, Thunderstrike!"

Above, the Southern Yao Saint Lord clasped his hands in a seal.

The surface of the Wujī prism, suspended high in the air, suddenly flashed.

" could only follow Fang Yu's lead.A true man can bend but not break.If he has the chance, he will definitely seek revenge someday!However, dismantling the Wan Dao Pavilion, while detrimental to the Ho...