Brotherhood (1)

"Drink!"

A blood-red palm suddenly appeared in the air amid the explosive cry. It immediately slammed toward the cream-white light curtain!

"Hiss!"

The blood-red palm print swept through the air, emitting a palpitating fluctuation.

For some reason, even Xue Hun and the other disciples of the Blood Blade Sect felt a chill run down their spines when they saw the blood red.

The surrounding crowd looked at Duanmu Bin's expression and all of them became solemn.

Duanmu Bin was so powerful. What if he cheated or didn't admit it?

"Bang bang bang!"

"Kacha!"

As the blood-red palm came into contact with the light curtain, loud explosions rang out continuously. At the same time, cracks appeared on the light curtain one after another amidst the clear sounds.

"Not good!"

Sensing this, Leng Yiming's pupils could not help but shrink suddenly. His eyes were filled with despair!

He could feel that the Mystic Light Shield had been broken!

"Puff!"