C1808 Moth Against Fire

A dense fire intent that was accompanied by a huge amount of Essence Qi pressure surged over from all directions.

At this moment, Ye Feng's mind once again tightened into a line.

Just by looking at the power of this punch, it was undoubtedly no weaker than a normal Martial Cultivator's fist. Even late stage experts would not dare to provoke it head-on