Yang Ji looked at Wei Boyang opposite, smiled slightly, clasped his five fingers together, and suppressed the special metal long arrow again. Then he stretched out his right hand and waved towards the Hand of Death in the air, and saw this huge
His cyan palm continued to shrink, and finally turned into a cyan ball, shrinking into Yang Ji's mind.
"This is called stealing the chicken but losing the rice. Wei Boyang, if you don't have enough skills, it's not time to start training yet!"
Yang Ji said with emotion.
"Are you irritating me?"
Wei Boyang said coldly, "Believe me, this is definitely not a wise decision."
As he spoke, his eyes were slightly squinted, with a cold light radiating out, showing a threatening tone. The meaning was self-evident.
Yang Ji's eyes moved to the arrow cluster in his hand, and his eyes narrowed subconsciously. This was the first time he saw Wei Boyang's trump card of seriously injuring Sima Shaozhen.
This is not so much a long arrow as a beam of light, and it is also the most dazzling and unbearable beam of light. It is as if when the sun is at its peak, the strongest beam of light is taken out from the core of the sun.
Beam of light.
When facing this beam of light, everyone will have the feeling of seeing a bright sun in the sky, and they will squint their eyes unconsciously.
But the most powerful thing about this arrow is not the dazzling light like the sun, but the power contained in the arrow. The purest destructive power that has surpassed that of a warrior of this level, and can even melt the soul!
Chapter completed!