"Formless Dragon Fist!"
At this moment, Zhang Mu unleashed an incredibly powerful Emperor Martial Battle Technique. His entire combat prowess surged to the extreme. As the punch was thrown, the Emperor Martial Power rolled mightily, converging into an azure dragon that spanned the Nine Heavens. The massive punch force shattered the Heavenly Dome, and the overwhelming fist momentum locked onto Xiao Ye, intending to kill him.
All the snow and wind in the surroundings were shredded in an instant. With Zhang Mu as the center, the area within a hundred steps turned into a vacuum zone.
"Heavens, Zhang Mu actually displayed his signature battle technique, the Formless Dragon Fist. Does he really intend to kill Xiao Ye?"
"Xiao Ye has Senior Wu Ming behind him. If he kills Xiao Ye, surely there will be big trouble, and perhaps even implicate us."
