C857 Bloodline Power

"Eight Desolations Palm."

Gu Feng growled, his body rippling with an aura of desolation. Both of his palms slammed down again and again. A domineering palm print appeared, dragging a yellow-brown tail as it flew towards the giant golden palm.

"With just this bit of power, you want to break my Great Golden Dragon Ripping Hand? What a delusion." A hint of disdain flashed in Murong Lei's eyes