A crisp whistling suddenly rises from Zong Ming’s mouth, and he suddenly turns around in a series of ways. In this flash-like turn, his arms suddenly swing across an arc, and the left and right oblique circles suddenly turn over, so a strong strength suddenly rises in the air, like a dark fiend’s huge hand waving violently and like a multi-armed fiend’s heavenly arm pounding with a comparable thunder and thunder, crowding out the world and showing a rolling "fan" around the gap full of sharp call signs; It’s like roaring from the Nine Clouds, shaking here, raging from the desert, sweeping here, and this incredible force has just produced the palm of Zong Ming’s hand, which has urged this strange force to expand and change in a ghostly direction, flying like a blade and converging towards the green saint!
Watching a bunch of free and unfettered Zongdi brake was "forced" by this protruding gang, and they staggered back in succession, but this force did not rush to the side of people such as Long Huang and Ge Tian. I