C1842 Directly Killed

Direct kill.

The expression of the fifty-year-old man changed drastically. At this moment, he could only feel that he was completely unable to move. The entire space was distorted and solidified, and the Spirit in his body seemed to have stopped moving.

"Chi!"

Lu Shaoyou's palm landed on the abdomen of the fifty-year-old man. A yellow glow poured down from the palm