C330 Rules of the Sect

Chu Qiu's face was pale. He closed his eyes and felt powerless. He had already lost the ability to resist. He closed his eyes and waited for his death.

At this moment, Wu Yue's fist turned upwards and he snorted coldly.

"Break..."

As Wu Yue's voice fell, the huge purple fist that could destroy Chu Qiu slowly dissipated in front of Chu Qiu's eyes and disappeared.

At this moment