It’s not just Ye Wenwen who thinks this way, Xi Fuxiong also thinks so. The ferocious sneer on his face is enough to reveal his innermost feelings. (www

"Go to hell!" Xi Fuxiong shouted loudly as he reached the top of his head, spitting out his spiritual power, like a dark cloud pressing over his head, pressing towards Yingwei with overwhelming momentum.

Just when Ye Wendao, Ye Sitong and others were nervous and their hearts were about to jump out of their throats, Yingwei suddenly vibrated, and her right palm raised high trembled crazily like an electric shock. Every time

One tremor is a palm, dozens of tremors are dozens of palms. This is Yingwei's unique skill. He can strike out dozens or even hundreds of palms in an instant, sweeping away the opponent with lightning speed.

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How could Xi Fuxiong have imagined that Yingwei, who was clearly at the end of his strength, could still perform a unique move? In shock, the three souls and seven souls almost flew away together. With a trembling exclamation, Xi Fuxiong instinctively took it back

On the offensive, the body retreated violently, and at the same time, the spiritual power in the body was circulated crazily, setting up barriers one after another along the way to block the dozens of palm powers released by Yingwei.

Xi Fuxiong only hopes that this is Yingwei's last counterattack before his death. As long as he can survive for a while, he can be completely defeated. Even if it costs a little, it will be worth it.[

But the result was completely different from what Xi Fuxiong had imagined. Instead of showing any signs of weakening, the palm power from Yingwei became stronger than the last, and each wave became stronger than the last. The barriers Xi Fuxiong put up,

It's like paper made of clay, completely vulnerable.

"This is impossible, this is impossible!" Xi Fuxiong was so shocked that even his tone became weird. However, the numb and unbearable pain that kept coming from his arms reminded him time and time again that this was a fact!

"Master! Well done!" Ye Sitong, who witnessed all this, was so excited that he jumped up and down like a child.

Ye Wenwen also clenched his fists tightly, his eyes following Yingwei without moving away for a moment.

Bai Niao Weng had stopped at this time and was staring blankly at Xi Fuxiong who was stumbling in the waves. He staggered back and forth. Even though he was extremely smart, he was completely confused at this time.

I don't understand at all what happened.

"You two clowns, you dare to go wild in our Yuexiu tribe, are you really bullying everyone in our Yuexiu tribe?" Yingwei shouted, suddenly raised his wrist, and his spiritual power was like a stormy sea, huffing and puffing,

Like a tidal wave, it rolls straight towards Xifuxiong.

"Not good!" At this time, even Bai Niaoweng felt something was wrong and exclaimed.

Not to mention Xi Fuxiong, before he could stand still, he felt a terrifying force that was suffocating him, rushing towards his face.

Xi Fuxiong opened his eyes wide. Until this moment, he had to believe that Yingwei's injuries had healed and his cultivation had returned to its original state. But...how could this be possible? Xi Fuxiong racked his brains until

Thinking about it makes me have a splitting headache, and I can't figure out why.

But at this time, Yingwei's palm force was already forcing him in front of him.

Xi Fuxiong's heart was cruel and he released all his spiritual power. However, when there was a loud bang of thunder, and dust was flying, everyone could clearly see that Xi Fuxiong's figure seemed to be thrown away.
Chapter completed!