Looking at the Formless Warrior in front of him unleashing a Dragon-shaped Gang Qi with a single move, Xiao Qingxuan raised his eyebrows slightly.
"My Nine Dragon Heavenly Gang Palm?"
Xiao Qingxuan's first reaction was that Zhang Yu could also use this Martial Art.
But the next moment, as the Gang Qi expanded and he felt the surging, overwhelming palm force coming at him, hearing the dragon roar rising beside his ears, Xiao Qingxuan was shocked: "This is my palm force!"
"Did he just reflect the force of my palm back to me?"
With a loud bang.
Accompanied by a gust of wind that burst forth from the point of impact, the Gang Qi on Xiao Qingxuan's body dissipated slightly, but soon it refilled and surged again.
Looking at the footprint that had slightly stepped back, Xiao Qingxuan nodded and said: "To be able to borrow the force of my palm and then return it back."
