C1712 Weak Beyond Imagination

"Good, very good." Chen Sidian laughed in anger, the coldness in his eyes was about to materialize.

As he spoke, he moved.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he slapped Lin Fei's face.

This slap contained a thick amount of spiritual energy.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Moreover, just as the slap was thrown out, extremely hissing sounds rang out, as if it were the explosion of a missile