Hunter Turns Martial Saint Chapter 88

Xiang Panshan wanted to resist.

But he could never have imagined that Nathan Wei's giant hand, with its tangled tendons and like an iron clamp, would have the blood and energy surging to such a terrifying level.

I am like a mouse caught in a mousetrap. No matter how hard I try, I cannot push away the iron clamp that has bitten deeply into my flesh.

At this moment, he finally understood what powerlessness meant.

He could even feel streams of energy and blood coursing through Nathan Wei's meridians in his palm. The giant hand like an iron clamp kept tightening on his hand, and he could almost hear the sound of bones breaking.