C4713 An Ominous Premonition

In the midst of retreating, Li Zhan's face was as gloomy as ink, and he looked extremely ugly.

At this moment, he had used all of his strength to strike out with his palm, and it had consumed a lot of energy. The old strength was gone, and the new strength had yet to be born. If he forcefully used it, it would injure his own body instead.

Helplessly