Are there any martial artists who can contend with a saint at the level of controlling wind? Yes!
But in the vast Northern Region, those who can truly be found are few and far between.
Only those geniuses secretly cultivated by the major sects from a young age can achieve this feat.
For someone like Chu Fengmian, who seemingly doesn't come from any of these major sects, to have reached this point is already shocking.
But after that, no one looked favorably upon Chu Fengmian anymore.
Just now, Lu Mo made his move without any serious effort.
But now, enraged, Lu Mo makes a full-powered attack, and it seems Chu Fengmian has no chance to resist.
"Die for me!"
Lu Mo took a step forward, and his strength surged. All that power concentrated in his palm.
With this palm, he suddenly unleashed countless spiritual powers and fiercely struck at Chu Fengmian.
The power within this palm felt like a great mountain, intent on completely crushing Chu Fengmian, to press him to death.
