"Bang!"

The two fists collided violently.

A deafening roar erupted, like thunder from the heavens.

The violent energy, like a volcanic eruption, swept outwards in all directions.

The entire space trembled violently, as if it were about to collapse at any moment.

"Snap!"

The sound of bones cracking was clearly audible.

"ah!"

Li Qiankun let out a shrill scream.

His body flew backward like a kite with a broken string.

It traced an arc in the air before crashing heavily to the ground.

"puff!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood, his face was as pale as paper, and his breath was extremely weak.

His entire right arm was completely twisted and deformed, presenting a bizarre angle.

Clearly, his right arm had been broken by Qin Yang's punch!

"This...how is this possible?!"

Li Qiankun struggled to stand up, but found that all the bones in his body seemed to be shattered, and he was unable to move at all.

A storm raged within him.

He never expected that he would be slapped away by Qin Yang!

This is simply a fantasy!

"metropolitan!"

"The sect leader has been defeated?!"

"This...this is impossible!"

"I don't believe it! I don't believe it!"

The disciples of the Qiankun Sect were dumbfounded and completely stunned by what they saw.

Their faces were filled with shock and disbelief.

Their hearts were filled with fear and despair.

They never expected that their invincible sect leader would be slapped away by Qin Yang!

This completely overturned their understanding!

"The sect leader... he actually lost?"

An elder of the Qiankun Sect said in a trembling voice.

His face was filled with despair.

"A late-stage Saint Realm cultivator... was actually slapped away with a single palm strike?"

Another elder said in a hoarse voice.

His eyes were filled with fear.