C1138 Immense Battle Intent(1)

Pop, pop, pop...

With that grab, Zhu Qing felt an endless amount of energy slapping towards him. At this moment, he was like a small boat that had fallen into a storm on the sea. As the hurricane kept on blowing, it was possible to capsize at any time.

Under the endless force of the slap, Zhu Qing's body flew out like a kite with a broken string. He spat out a mouthful of blood