C3106 A Piece of Rotten Wood

"Brat Lin Fei, die!" Pang Kun stared at Lin Fei as he said each word slowly and clearly.

As soon as he finished.

Above the sky.

From Pang Kun's palm, the two golden palms grew crazily.

In the blink of an eye.

Those two golden palm prints had already enveloped the entire sky.

Beneath the Lee Family Arena.

Many Martial Cultivator s closed their eyes