Trump cards, show them all! Mighty spirit race!

When the crowd saw her again, she was already in front of Ji Fu. At the same time, she slapped Ji Fu's head with her palm. She was so fast that Ji Fu didn't even have time to react.

"Die!"

Seventh mother curse's palm struck down!

"Swish!"

At the same time, everyone present felt a suffocating pressure coming from all directions! They couldn't even move. However, they were all very far away from Ji Fu, yet they could still feel it so deeply.

What about Ji Fu! who was slapped?

"We're finished, Yingluo."

Mu yunzhan, Luo Bao, and he Chengtian all felt despair at this moment. They only felt that no matter how extraordinary Ji Fu was, no matter how much he had the ability to " come back from the dead ", he definitely wouldn't be able to withstand this attack.

This was because this attack would definitely blow Ji Fu's head into pieces. In fact, not only his head, but his entire body would be crushed!

He was too strong!