Kapitel 1170: Fighting a Supremacy Again

Huala, Huala!

Gravel from Mt. Kunhua continuously rolled down, revealing the bloodied Si Yusheng lying amid the rocks.

He was still alive but his face was as pale as wax paper, while a cadaverous air emanated from him. An elite with limitless potential ahead of him had his dantian destroyed, thrusting him back to being a mere mortal. How could he endure such a blow?

"Young Master…"

Ru'er and Dong Xiaowan turned extremely anxious upon seeing this scene. They were happy that Yi Yun had defeated Si Yusheng, but they knew that the Myriad Immortal Pavilion would not simply accept Yi Yun crippling their promising successor.

"Little bastard, you… you…" Zuoqiu Bo's voice quivered. While he was amazed by Yi Yun's talent, he was also extremely incensed. Was this Yi Yun that stood before him really a junior? How could a junior possess such strength?