บท 474: The Ninth Fist Shadow

Gu Xi's pupils reflected the shadow of the huge descending fist, and his expression was serious. He knew that this would be an all-out blow from a cultivator in the intermediate Great Saint stage, and this blow could annihilate an entire area. Gu Xi knew that he could not underestimate it.

If he was a little careless, he will fall here!

"Whew..." Gu Xi took a deep breath, and then let it out slowly. The breath he exhaled was instantly evaporated by the high temperature, and at the same time, the anxiety in his heart disappeared without a trace.

"Old Dog, I hope you won't let me down either!" His voice was so soft that only he could hear it.  He immediately stretched out his slender hands, making a lifting motion.