C159 Defeated General Cold!

Zhou Yi was completely fearless. The spiritual energy in his dantian rushed up to his fist and formed an invisible spiritual energy armor around it.

"Clang!"

Several people from the Dragon City Monastery looked at Zhou Yi, who was unexpectedly punching the autumn water sword that could blow away one's hair, as if he were an idiot. The corners of their mouths pulled up into a mocking smile