C1500 The Dignity of the Martial Cultivator

Qin Ming's fist connected solidly with the Saint Lord's body, catching him off guard.

After all, the Saint Lord was at the pinnacle of Martial Emperors.

How could he fail to evade a mere exploratory strike?

"Bang!"

The punch hit the Saint Lord's skeletal frame, but not with the expected result; it failed to send him flying