C2233 Defeat

He stretched out his other hand. His fingernails had turned blood-red and looked quite sharp.

Duan Ziyi sneered, and directly thrust his hand towards the back of Changxian, his five fingers deeply embedded, firmly pinching his spine.

With a glare of his eyes, a wave of crushing pain spread throughout his body. It was a very bad feeling.

He couldn't even scream now. He was too weak