C445 Blade of Sunlight

"Ah, how could this be?" Yu Qingqing's breathing became heavy.

On one hand, it was due to excessive consumption of elemental energy, and on the other hand, it was due to fluctuating emotions.

"From the beginning till the end, it has always been you attacking. Now, it's my turn."

Zhao Ziloong raised his right hand high up. Under the rays of the sun, the white palm was covered in a layer of gold