C3106 A Piece of Rotten Wood

"Lin Fei, you little punk, prepare to die!" Pang Kun stared at Lin Fei and said word by word.

As soon as he finished.

Above the sky.

From Pang Kun's palms, the two golden palm prints became bigger and bigger.

In the blink of an eye.

Those two golden palm prints had already enveloped the entire sky.

Below the Li family's Martial Stage.

Many cultivators closed their eyes