Seeing Zhou Yu being blasted away, Zhu Hongsheng immediately showed a look of excitement.
"Good."
"Daring to engage with Priest Hong, he really doesn't know whether he's alive or dead!"
Lin Luoluo and Ye Ling, however, became so anxious they could hardly stand it.
"What should we do?"
"What to do..."
Both of them couldn't wait to rush forward.
But they were firmly blocked by Chen Feihu.
"Ladies, don't worry, Mr. Zhou is very skilled, this old man might not be able to do anything to him…"
Lin Luoluo and Ye Ling were too anxious to notice the way Chen Feihu addressed them.
Having landed a blow, Hong Ligui did not intend to give Zhou Yu any chance to catch his breath. His figure soared towards Zhou Yu chasing after him and threw another punch.
From his fist, that strange pulling force burst forth again.
Moreover, its power was even stronger than before.
He intended to end the battle with this punch.
