Can such a thin water shield withstand his punch?
The power behind this punch, he had practiced it for a full thirty years!!
No matter what, this Divine Patron must die.
Blinking his eyes, his fist collided with the water shield, and Duanbi's face changed dramatically because he felt like his fist had hit a bundle of cotton, and all the force dissipated, causing no harm.
Subconsciously, he tried to retract his arm but found it stuck as if glued and couldn't free it.
Watching Ji Chen's unchanged smile, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart.
"Wait..."
He was about to say something when he was struck by a massive hammer. His several meters tall body flew backwards as if it had lost all its weight, spraying blood and a few teeth in the air. With a thud, he plunged into the sea and didn't resurface for a long time, as if he had died directly under this blow.
Frowning at this scene, Ji Chen released his spiritual power.