C1317 Death of the dragon gate

"Lightning Style!"

"Lightning Style!"

"Lightning Style!"

Following Li Qingyu's unceasing explosive shout, streaks of lightning surged out from his mouth, and struck at the green-clothed youth time and time again!

The young man was so angry that he couldn't help but curse in his heart. "F * ck you bastard, it wasn't me who wanted to hit you just now