Every step he took cracked the ground, leaving behind distinct footprints.
"Oh!"
Bu Qingfeng—or rather, Evil Heart Bodhisattva—looked at Qin Yuesheng, surprised that he wasn't killed by his punch.
From what he knew, the number of experts in the Eastern wastelands was very few. Whenever a master appeared, they couldn't wait to leave, making the land severely lacking in strong individuals, with scarcely any well-known masters.
Even though this wasn't his true form in action, the fact that this man could block a punch was enough to show that his strength was extraordinary.
Bang!
Evil Heart Bodhisattva stepped forward, transforming into an arrow from a bow, arriving in front of Qin Yuesheng in an instant.
His rapid fists flew, shadow-like fists pouring violently onto the Golden Bell Shield, causing it to shake continuously and begin to dim.
