C376 Jin Hui

The wrinkles on Jinn Hui's face had already been squeezed together due to his anger. At this critical moment, a vicious light suddenly flashed out from his turbid old eyes.

As long as his Eight Wood Poison Palm struck this man's chest first, the poison would instantly flare up. He was afraid that this man's seemingly sharp blade wouldn't be able to exert much of his strength.

It was too late