C676 The secret of the golden fruit tree!

"You bastard, you dare to scam us!"

Zhu Ye's reaction was the fastest. In a fit of rage, he immediately used his sacred art, which transformed into a flaming fist that flew towards the white clothed youth.

The white-robed youth's cultivation was far from being Zhu Ye's opponent, but he was already prepared. He did not try to take Zhu Ye's Fiery Fist imprint head on