C1762 Zhang Xuan from the Netherworld Sect

Long Shisan's movements was simply too fast, twice as fast as lightning. His palm was in the shape of a claw, and in the blink of an eye, he was already in front of Chu Tian.

"No …"

Chu Tian roared. At this moment, he felt the threat of death, and the depths of his soul was filled with fear. Facing Long Shisan's Killing Intent, he felt that he did not even have the strength to resist