C2995 Dreadful Son of God

Liu Xing raised his hand and pressed down.

A seemingly ordinary hand reached out, instantly forming a huge palm in the air. In the blink of an eye, it enveloped the black-robed youth's dozens of blade silhouettes.

black-robed youth was also enveloped by that palm.

Liu Xing's right hand pressed down!

Boom …

A loud sound echoed out.

When that palm pressed down