C34 flood qi

"There won't be a next time." Xia Xuan said coldly as the black scale lance turned into a black shadow and entered Xia Xuan's sleeves. Raising his sleeves, he saw a black pike pattern on his hand, and the pike was even surrounded by a black dragon pattern. Looking at the pattern on his hand, Xia Xuan could not help but rejoice in his heart. He thought to himself, The flamethrower is finally back