C4931 A Slap

Zi Chen didn't give Ma Cours any time to react. The whole attack had almost killed him.

The prerequisite was that the immortal spells were not discovered.

"You want to leave?"

An aged voice rang out in the sky.

Weng!

The sky trembled as a huge palm descended from above.

It covered an area of several hundred zhang.

Zi Chen could only feel a terrifying pressure locking onto him