Chapter 583: A Beating with a Brick
Mo Buwen’s palm was astonishingly powerful, as fear often pushes people to exceed their normal capabilities. This palm strike surpassed anything he had done before. Where the handprint passed, the ground was torn with terrifying cracks, sending sand and stones flying.
Qin Yi’s gaze was ice-cold, surrounded by a surge of purple light. He raised his fist, and the sound was like thunder on a dry day, roaring out.
Boom!
The fist mark and the handprint collided midway, and Mo Buwen’s handprint was shattered directly. A horrifying shockwave erupted, spreading madly in all directions, whipping up a sandstorm that darkened the sky.
Mo Buwen’s face turned instantly panicked because Qin Yi’s fist mark didn’t dissipate after breaking his attack; instead, it continued to burst toward him like lightning.
Mo Buwen bellowed, his cultivation operating at its peak. He performed a sword technique, and tremendous, overwhelming power extended infinitely from his palm, condensing into a giant sword several tens of meters long.
"Slash."
Mo Buwen roared, lifting his hand to strike down from the sky, the terrifying force of the giant sword slashing onto Qin Yi’s fist mark.
Boom!
The earth trembled, and the explosive storm shattered the ground into a pit more than several tens of meters wide, sand filling the sky, obscuring the sun.
Swish!
As the storm raged, a black light pierced through the storm’s center, smashing into Mo Buwen’s chest, who could not react in time.