C603 One of the Three Thousand Great Daos

After an unknown period of time, a tilted mountain peak was separated by a flash of sword light. Zheng Lian, who was covered in dust and dirt, rubbed his bleeding shoulder and fed him the healing pills.

"What a terrifying speed! What a terrifying punch!" Zheng Lian muttered to himself. He was shocked, but he was also afraid. If his strength was a little bit stronger