"I can't even make Zhongshan take half a step back!"

"How long can you maintain your peak strength?"

"It's so pitiful..."

Hua Teng sighed softly.

"That little beast's fist has no effect on Zhongshan! Sooner or later he will be exhausted! Chongshan's immortal body of the big red lotus is not something that a little beast can break!"

Piao Xin rekindled her hope and cursed fiercely.

Yangshan and Heiguang stared intently, secretly clenching their fists!

Countless Nine Meridians disciples also watched without blinking!

But looking at the unmoving mountains, looking at Ye Wuque who kept hitting them with his fists, a sigh slowly welled up in his heart.

The Great Red Lotus is immortal!

Coupled with the crazy blood power of Zhongshan!

It’s like a ten thousand-year-old turtle shell!

So perverted!
Chapter completed!