"Is that it?" Commander Zhou's Primordial Qi, upon landing on Zhu Bufan's body, had been completely dissipated by the Water-Mysterious Silver Garment. The only force left on Zhu Bufan's shoulder was the chopping power of Commander Zhou's hand blade. But frankly, considering the toughness of Zhu Bufan's body, this impact was no different from an ant bite.
Hearing Zhu Bufan's icy and frightening voice, Commander Zhou's body began to tremble, and he thought about retreating immediately. However, before he could make his move, Zhu Bufan's hand snatched his wrist with lightning speed. In Commander Zhou's eyes, filled with terror, Zhu Bufan squeezed forcefully with a sudden grip.
'Crack'
