C1125 The Gray-robed Man

In front of Yun Batian and Yuh Qingcheng's rapidly shrinking pupils, Ye Zhanlong's fist, which contained a huge amount of energy, smashed towards them.

However, just as the fist was about to land in front of them, it suddenly stopped. When he looked at Ye Zhanlong again, his face had actually turned red.

He didn't stop himself. Just as his fist was about to hit the two of them