He took action directly.

A fist as big as a casserole rushed out without any fancy moves.

The wind is howling.

Chen Tinghan raised his arm and grabbed Duan Long's fist.

Um?

Duan Long, who thought he had used a butcher knife to kill a chicken, now widened his eyes in disbelief.

His punch was so powerful and fast that there was no way this frail boy could catch it.

Not only Duan Long was surprised, but Duan Shasha, Han Wen and other survivors also widened their eyes.

At this moment, they were all shocked.

Only two female slaves showed expressions that showed as expected.

The archbishop is a man chosen by God, so he is very powerful.

"With your limited strength, you still want to attack me." Chen Tinghan squeezed Duan Long's fist and smiled slightly.

It took a little effort.

Duan Long's face suddenly twisted.

Cold sweat kept dripping down his forehead.

How could this young man have such great strength?

This is totally against common sense.

Is this a cyborg who has been injected with soldier enhancement potion?

"Dad, I'm here to save you."

Duan Shasha let out a delicate cry, took two steps, twisted her body, and lashed out with her long legs like a whip.

The mixed-race girl showed the strength of her waist and legs to the fullest in this whip kick.

Is this martial arts?

However, in Chen Tinghan's eyes, the girl's movements were too slow and her strength was too weak.

He raised his hand slightly and grabbed the mixed-blood's ankle.

Duan Shasha was stunned.

Even though he was a great master in the Tianji Realm, he was unable to shake the man in front of him.

Is this guy still human?