C863 Bloodline Power

"Begin …"

A simple word came out of Gu Yongfei's mouth. As he spoke those words, his whistling sound brought with it ear-piercing sounds. The surging Martial Origin Stage was like the eruption of a volcano.

As the feeling rolled through his body, his figure had already appeared in front of Ye Qianran. He spread out his right hand and directly slapped towards Ye Qianran's chest