C210 Coffin

The fist carried waves of tyrannical wind while it was in midair. A huge pressure tore through the air and emitted waves of sharp ear-piercing sounds. Fists and seals crisscrossed in front of Lin Fan, countless shadows of his fists carrying the dust on the ground as they viciously flew towards him.

The corner of his mouth curled up slightly as he felt the fluctuations coming from in front of him