C1229 Kill Meng Xian'er
But, Meng Xian'er was extremely proud, because she felt that Long Yan seemed to want to dodge, and it was obviously already too late, and that beast did not have the time to save Long Yan.
Indeed, it was as he had expected. Chi! "Chi!" "Chi!"
Long Yan's Nine Purple Thunder Strikes and Formless Divine Wind Fist had successfully resisted the three streams of sword energy