C873 Refining Complete

Rumble...

Rumble...

The power of this punch was not the slightest bit weaker than the previous one. In fact, it was even a little stronger.

The killing intent in Yan Lei's eyes had reached its peak.

After all, this was his third punch!

If this punch still couldn't kill Zhan Tianming and the others, then he would lose all his face as an elder of Blood Spirit Sect