Chapter 909: No way to discipline!

For a moment, the emptiness in this hall was almost stagnant, and the atmosphere was oppressive as if it were suffocating.

Pan was full of anger, like an ancient beast that was thoroughly enraged, as if he was about to open his bloodbath and tear the enemy apart.

Tang Huan was calm and fearless.

"Tang Huan, you asked for it all by yourself, don't blame the old man!"

With a fierce roar, Pan Ji's right palm has been raised like lightning, expanding one point almost every moment. When his palm is raised to the top and about to be photographed, it has become enormous...