C1183 Holy Tower Wing!

Amidst the firelight and lightning stones, Weiqing dodged to the limit.

A weak breeze slid down his neck, creating a wound. Blood was flowing out, but it was not fatal.

This kind of danger made Weiqing realize that he was not Zhou Xin's opponent, so Weiqing could only clench his teeth and jump into the air. In the next moment