Chapter 415

Martial Dao, should strive for self-improvement.

Xiao Mochen used the Martial God True Body, then slapped down with one palm.

This palm was as heavy as Mount Tai, as fast as thunder and lightning.

It was the Tathagata Palm.

This Buddha light shrouded everything, seemingly suppressing everything.

Truly, the world was shocked by the palm.

Under this palm, time and space seemed to lose their meaning.

"No!"

The Shaolin high monks were in despair.

They were all Heavenly Man powerhouses, gathered in a large formation.

They could fight Divine Roaming.

But under Xiao Mochen's palm, they didn't even have the courage to resist.

They even felt their whole bodies bound.

They couldn't move, couldn't dodge.

They could only watch the palm fall, their eyes full of despair and unwillingness.

With a boom.

The palm fell, the earth shook, and dust filled the fields.

When everything returned to calm, the crowd discovered that the Great Hero Hall and the location where the high monks stood had a huge deep pit.

Everything was like a doomsday disaster.

"No way?"

"Are they all dead?"

"One palm destroyed so many Shaolin high monks?"

"So many Heavenly Man powerhouses, just one slap!"

"Martial God, is he really a god?"

The heroes were shocked.

They widened their eyes and opened their mouths.

Their eyes were full of disbelief.

They really couldn't believe their eyes, couldn't believe everything in front of them.

Xiao Mochen, one palm slaughtered Shaolin?

This was simply too powerful.

"You, you are a murderous demon!"

Xuan Nan's eyes were full of terror.

Even his legs were trembling.

Dead, all dead!