The voice just fell.

Ning Qi moved. His figure, like lightning, suddenly appeared in front of the middle-aged cultivator. He raised his big hand high, and then dropped it hard. It landed on the face of the middle-aged cultivator with a slap, and he was instantly sent flying by this huge force. It spun seven or eight times in the air before landing heavily on the

On the ground, I felt dizzy, staring at my eyes, and couldn't stand up for a while.