Chapter 1687: Eight Sealed Arts >

large number of people to find him and bring him back.Upon his return, he was immediately presented with the sight of this peculiar old man.He had never met this old man before, but the old man gave..."Boom!"

A powerful aura emanated from Mo Tu.

He stood right before Fang Yu, only half a meter away. He fiercely slapped out with his left palm!

"Bang!"

With a deafening boom, Mo Tu's left palm, carrying a blazing ball of spiritual energy, slammed into Fang Yu's chest.

Fang Yu stood his ground, not even dodging, allowing the palm strike to hit his chest.

A flash of coldness crossed Mo Tu's eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched upwards.

"Bang!"

Mo Tu's left palm struck Fang Yu directly on the chest!

That mass of high-pressure spiritual energy exploded with a bang!

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Boom..."

Power spreads!

The entire world is trembling, the ground is shattering!

His powerful burst sent Mo Tu flying backwards over ten meters.

However... Fang Yu was still standing in place, a faint smile on his face.

Seeing this, Mo Tu's eyes flashed with astonishment.

Faced with the full force of his palm...not only did he not retreat half a step, but he remained unharmed

And when Fang Yu blocked this attack, he didn't release any aura.

To withstand... with just one's physical bodyened, and why was he still so calmThis is definitely not normal.The elder statesman looked confident and composed, as if he had everything under control."Looks like you still have some tricks up your...