Zui Wujiang was already severely injured. Even the slightest movement sent excruciating pain throughout his body.
Faced with the enormous fist looming over him, a premonition of death welled up in his heart, instantly consuming his entire being.
He was afraid, because he could tell that Shen Bai truly intended to kill him.
At this thought, Zui Wujiang scrambled to beg for his life.
"Please, spare me! I was wrong..."
He never finished his sentence, because Shen Bai's fist had already descended.
The terrifying Fist Gang, combined with the thirty-foot-tall Dharma Golden Body, brought a pressure so immense it struck terror into Zui Wujiang's heart.
A thunderous roar erupted.
The thirty-foot-tall Dharma Golden Body brought its fist crashing down.
Zui Wujiang didn't even have a chance to fight back. The fist of the Dharma Golden Body instantly pulverized him into a bloody pulp. He couldn't be deader.
