Bang!

Another heavy bang resounded as Yang Ye was blasted by An Nanjing’s punch to the point his feet scraped the ground as his figure moved swiftly backward, and he finally stopped after moving around 60m and smashing heavily against the wall behind him!

Yang Ye lowered his head to take a glance, and he saw that the imprint of a fist had surprisingly been left on his chest!

Yang Ye’s eyes narrowed. His gaze was ghastly and vicious as he gazed at An Nanjing who stood that proudly while looking at him with an indifferent gaze. He said, “As expected of the Martial God, you’re the strongest person beneath the Spirit Realm that I’ve ever seen!”

“And?” An Nanjing’s brows raised slightly as she spoke indifferently.

“And….” Yang Ye took a deep breath before he placed the ancient sheath into his spatial ring. His hands moved slightly as two dragon claws instantly covered his hands. At the same time, the profounder energy within surged violently into the Dragonshoes on his feet.

In the next moment, he suddenly...