C1793 One punch kill

Zhuo Feng's mind was in shock, his face was pale. He looked up in fear, and only felt that his line of sight had been completely filled with Pang Shuo's fist.

The movement of the Immortal Body s clone fist was not fancy at all, it just came crashing down from above, but the terrifying Stong Qi was like a huge wave from above the ninth heaven, crazily pouring down