Lu Fan's pupils contracted violently, and the overwhelming thundering palm actually made him feel a small feeling of powerlessness deep in his heart.
"die!"
"boom!"
The huge Thunder Palm fell from the sky, like the seal of gods and Buddhas, covering half of the sky, spread its five fingers, and slapped him hard!
"boom!"
Ben Lei's palm prints were on the ground.
Shocking!
The entire ruins collapsed instantly, with the palm landing as the center of the circle, smoke and dust flew everywhere, and thunder and dust exploded all over the sky!
"boom!"
A figure suddenly jumped out from the ruins, flying in the air like a bird, escaping into the distance.
"Want to run?"
The middle-aged man clapped his hand and looked at Yuan Dun's figure coldly, with a playful smile on his lips.
It's like a cat catching a mouse. He is the cat and Lu Fan is the mouse. No matter how the mouse escapes, it can't escape from the cat's grasp!
"boom!"
Lu Fan, who was escaping quickly, suddenly stopped, like a kite with a broken string, suddenly falling from the air.
"You can't run away."
The middle-aged man smiled coldly. In the absolute field he performs, he is the absolute king!
No one can escape from his grasp!
"Come here!"
There was a thunderous roar and exploded!
Lu Fanren was still in the air when he suddenly turned around in fear and saw a big black hand grabbing him from the distance!
His expression changed, and the ghost shadow was instantly displayed. He turned around and stepped sideways, and a giant palm rubbed his cheek. Lu Fan only felt that the left side of his face was as sharp as if it had been scratched by a knife, and he felt a burning pain.
He woke up from his daze in an instant, his eyes flashed, he jumped up again, punched with both hands, and attacked the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man was also slightly stunned. He did not expect that Lu Fan could still muster up the courage to confront him head-on in such a desperate situation.
