The punch that was fiercely coming towards Lin Feng was about to hit him when, at that moment, Lin Feng moved a step to the left.
That punch completely missed its mark.
"How could he dodge my punch?" Qin Zheng's eyes widened, sensing trouble, he wanted to quickly pull back, but it was already too late.
Lin Feng had already swung his fist, smashing it into Qin Zheng's abdomen.
There was a muffled booming sound.
Everyone then saw Qin Zheng, the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect cultivator, blasted away as if hit by a giant mountain, his entire body hurtling through the air.
Crack, crack...
It was unclear how many of Qin Zheng's bones had broken as he flew hundreds of meters and crashed to the ground motionless, it was unknown whether he was dead or alive.
Silence...
The whole forest fell deathly silent.
