C1255 The Final Battle(5)

Puff...

The destructive energy dissipated. After being struck by the terrifying Fist Imprint, Ling Yunfan, who was lying on the ground, slightly moved his body. Immediately, he felt waves of intense pain continuously surging out, and he could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood mist.

As blood spurted out of his mouth, his face instantly turned extremely pale