the more danger he felt. This was a matter of life and death for the Mu Rong family, and it all depended on this fight. If he lost, then everything would be gone.
Bang!
The air shook as Mu Rong Zhan punched, his fist was glowing and crackling. This punch was filled with Yuan power, and in just a split second it had closed in on Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen’s eyes brightened. He liked this kind of fight; it could easily determine one’s real combat strength.
Although Jiang Chen once was the greatest Saint in the world, he was far from being that right now. He had to cultivate bit by bit. Everyone at the top had been through countless fights, stepped on thousands of bones and painted a road with blood in their journey there.
Bang!
Two bright fists covered in Yuan power slammed into each other, sounding like two metal plates slamming into each other as the air around them exploded.