Duan Qiankun took a deep breath and swiftly retreated.
His words had bought enough response time for the cultivators of the Duan Family.
Now, it was time to eliminate all the enemies as quickly as possible.
At the moment of his retreat, a colossal fist smashed down at his previous location.
The overpowering Qi Strength suddenly erupted.
It directly created a giant pit, several dozens of feet deep, in the forest.
"Such terrifying strength!"
Duan Qiankun's pupils contracted as he identified his opponent.
"Battle Hall, Wang Yuan!"
Behind the fiery red fist shadow, a figure in hemp clothes appeared.
He looked at Duan Qiankun, his eyes burning with fanaticism.
"Foundation Establishment True Cultivator, Duan Qiankun!"
"Today, I will use you to test my skills."
As his words fell, he threw out his fist.
Spectacular blood and Qi swirled around his fist.
Watching this scene, Duan Qiankun sneered.
"Brute!"