C135 Zhan Yang Zhihong(1)

"Die!"

Yang Zhihong rushed out without any warning. The Yuan Qi around his body was rolling and his fist shadows were whistling. The Qi of a peak Essence Condensing Stage was fully revealed.

Ling Feng's pupils reflected Yang Zhihong's ferocious face and his powerful fist shadows. His long hair was fluttering in the wind, and his clothes were fluttering in the wind. However