C951 Emperor's Fist
"Hmph!"
Yuwen Dong let out a cold snort. With a sudden flip of his sleeves, the sharp and terrifying aura was like a sword and directly collided with Gu Yiyi's exploding sword Qi.
"Boom!"
Even though the sword qi was unstoppable, Yuwen Dong had a deep cultivation. The two forces were in a stalemate for a moment and the material-like Qi tore the sword apart