C80 Interesting

"Absorb, cut!"

The two words came out of Meng Chou's mouth unhurriedly. His eyes flashed with a strange light as his right hand transformed into a claw and became a palm blade, before quickly descending.

The mask on the face of the gray-robed demon flew out, floating towards the falling palm blade. It was like the mask had been placed on the edge of a knife. The next moment