C167 Pyretic Fever

As Ning Mengxiang thought this, Qing Hun's and the long-faced man's attacks cut through the air and collided head on. Qing Hun's attacks were not as weak as Ning Mengxiang had imagined; instead, they produced a loud sound and a strong wind swept up from the middle of the battle.

"This …?"

The originally confident long-faced man had a mocking smile on his face. But in the next moment