As he was speaking, a breath burst forth, and Zhou Xian shuddered all over as if struck by a great force, instantly being blown away.
"Pfft—"
A mouthful of crimson blood splattered into the air, forming a mist of red.
Zhou Xian landed, tumbling several times, the ashen gray robe on his body was already tore by the thorns on the ground, some parts of his robe were even shattered into fragments by the impact of the Qi Path.
His eyes were fixed on Zhou Yan with fear, a powerful fear appeared in his eyes for the first time.
Even when he struggled to get up, his body quivered in fright.
"A mere clown, dare to block my path? Remember, if you see me in the future, get as far away as possible!"
Zhou Yan spoke, extending his hand unconsciously, and a terrifying attraction force directly pulled Zhou Xian towards Zhou Yan.
