After a series of awe-inspiring sounds, the ancient trees that were tumbling could no longer withstand the immense forces. After a burst of movement, they were suppressed by the screams of the crowd.
After a while, the bricks shattered, the old walls crumbled, and everyone was in a panic.
It was in the midst of panic and racing heartbeats that Kong Yang seized his chance and vanished amidst the echoes of Ye Feng's return. His fists and bones were exposed, veins revealed. Only when he hid the tip of the inner rod could he unleash his wild breath!
Because he discovered, after seeing Ye Fengsheng use such means, he no longer took any defensive measures, now standing there carelessly, he began!
It's not the art of combat, it can't say how fair and just it is, the art of combat is either original or skillful, no matter how profound, in the final analysis of marriage, it's about killing, as long as the opponent can be killed, no matter how dirty. To you?
Your death, my life, enough!
