C1155 Black Bone Palm!

Hee Canghu struck with fury, his right hand releasing a dense black aura of malevolence. His palm resembled a spectral claw, dark and chillingly hard, with the sinister energy swirling around him, causing the short, burly man gripping the broadsword to break out in goosebumps.

"Bang!"

The Black Bone Palm met the saber with a clash. With a swift grasp, the sturdy blade shattered instantly