Chương 155: Chapter 155: Little Martial Uncle of Pure Yang

The giant palm struck down from the sky, and heaven and earth changed color as sand and rocks flew chaotically in the great wind.

Zhou Heng stood there as if he were a mere ant facing the vast heavenly might, at any moment liable to be crushed into dust.

This was the power inherent to one born before the heavens.

Pei Luoling suddenly tensed up, grabbed Pei Luoshu's arm next to her, and shook it violently, saying anxiously, "Brother, what do we do?! Think of something quickly!"

"Ah, this is my own life-saving trump card," Pei Luoshu said with a pained expression as he pulled out a jade talisman from his Qiankun Bag, ready to activate it.

At the same time, atop a distant mountain peak.

Cheng Jianjian stood up all at once, having been ready, she threw out a piece of red silk, which transformed into a beam of red light across the sky.

She stepped forward onto the beam of red light, ready to join Zhou Heng at his side to defend against Liu Songshan's attack.