Liu Tianming smiled and said, "Tie Sanchui certainly has three unparalleled hammers. The first hammer is the weakest, and the third hammer can shake gods."
Han Fei: "..."
With that, Liu Tianming continued to point at the Cyclops and said, "This is Quan Tiangang, the deputy patriarch of our Wild Ancient Race. His Star Explosion Divine Fist is one of the strongest in the West Wilderness."
Han Fei's eyelids twitched slightly. The deputy patriarch could already shake gods. Then what about Liu Tianming? When he was fighting just now, Liu Tianming didn't attack but just watched from the side. If he attacked, could he withstand it?
Also, the old guy, the God of War, said that the strong masters of the Wild Ancient Race were all weak. How could this be called weak? Even the deputy patriarch could shake a god.
Han Fei cupped his fists. "Greetings, Seniors. Sixth Patriarch, what do you mean by hundreds of me appearing in the Sea Realm?"