Chapter 1687: Eight Sealed Arts >

palm shooting out.A blazing ball of fire roared past.The wings of a ghost-patterned butterfly instantly turned to ashes.Fang Yu kicked out with one foot, blasting the Ghost-Patterned Butterfly's body..."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 bodygo.Fang Yu turned his head, just about to speak.At this moment, Ye Shengxue stepped forward, bent down, and said softly, "Zi Nan, Mr. Fang still has urgent matters to attend to, he'll be back later......