Watching Ning Fan still holding on under the Sky-flipping Palm, the Hu Family's ancestor's gaze changed several times. He said blandly, "Young man, stop struggling. My Sky-flipping Palm is not something you can withstand. Surrender! My promise remains valid."
Breathing heavily, Ning Fan sneered, "Old man, still trying to mess with my mind with words. What a disgrace for someone at the Heavenly Gang Realm to use such crude tactics. Did you train all your cultivation only to lose it like a dog?"
The Hu Family's ancestor became furious and embarrassed when his intentions were seen through. "Stubborn fool. Die now!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Hu Family's ancestor pressed down heavily with his right hand.
With the sudden increased pressure of the Sky-flipping Palm, Ning Fan's already cracked skin and flesh burst open,
blood splattering everywhere as if it cost nothing.
