C635 Yin yijie was making a fool of himself

Yin Yijie turned his arm, and as if he was dancing, he gently turned back and grabbed onto Kong Kim's ankle, digging out his blood channels. In the blink of an eye, the situation had changed very quickly. The speed at which the two of them attacked became faster and faster.

He turned his wrist in the air, and kicked towards Yin Yijie's hand. His body moved to the side in a strange way