C847 Fear

The moment Erlang God's hand touched the Sword Qi, the Sword Qi suddenly stirred restlessly, as if it had provoked a little dog.

It wanted to bite Erlang God, but no matter what, it could not struggle free from his grasp.

As if the palm of the Erlang God was a thick wall, it could not resist no matter how hard it tried.

In the next moment, Erlang God grabbed out with his hand