C604 He will Not Die a Good Death

Leng Xinger obviously would not admit defeat, so a cold light flashed in her beautiful eyes, as she shouted with a face full of frost: "Kill him!"

As she said that, Leng Xinger took the initiative to slap a palm with her jade hand. A green light shone from the palm, and without knowing what kind of heavenly law it contained, the surrounding space began to tremble