Jiang Shi struck like lightning, following with a palm strike gathered with full power, directly smashing towards Yuan Kun's head.
Boom!
The air wave exploded, the hot aura surging fiercely.
Like scorching magma shot out from Jiang Shi's palm, instantly smashing Yuan Kun's head into a blood mist.
The terrifying residual force pierced through, even killing the Northern Zhou man who was just slammed into the ground, half of his body instantly turning into a blood mist.
Jiang Shi's expression was indifferent, withdrawing his palm, the veins that had just bulged on his body calmed down again, his body returning to tranquility.
He lifted his head, glancing at the cyan giant eagle in the sky.
The giant eagle, which had been hovering uncertainly over his Great Demon Horse, now showed fear, flying higher and farther away, no longer daring to approach.
It let out an anxious long screech, the sound deafening, breaking through clouds and stones.
