C419 Sorry, I won!

Sorry, I won!

Tai Heying's palm was already filled with thousands of holes as blood flowed freely. If not for his strong strength, this palm would have been destroyed by Zhang Dongcheng on the spot and shattered into pieces.

He could only vomit blood as he slowly walked towards Tai Heying. The look in his eyes was like that of a severely injured, bloodthirsty wolf's