Chapter 297: Chapter 235: The Might of the Blood Demon, Able to Suppress with a Backhand!

Rumble...

Pei Xuanjing's robe fluttered, and the air around him surged with every punch and palm strike he launched. His power was like a dragon elephant rolling its cumbersome body, infinite and unpredictable.

The rampant force headed towards Yang Tinghe like an avalanche, as if the sky was falling and the earth was splitting, difficult to resist.

All he felt was like a small boat swaying amidst a tempest, facing the raging waves with no chance of resistance.

The momentum on Yang Tinghe's body erupt once more, and his fists surged with infinite, blood-colored power.

Boom!

The violent explosion echoed over the square, and layers of air waves swept in all directions.

Pei Xuanjing smiled faintly and whispered, "Is that all?"

In the midst of his speech, he struck again.

His words carried an intimidating horror, enough to deafen ears.

He raised his slender, fair palm, and a purple-blue stream of lightning emerged, gathering in his palm, a fearsome force emanating from it.