C341 Holy Beast Palm

"I will never, not even if you are a Great Roc!"

Sun Yi faced the sky and roared. All the strength in his body was suddenly ignited by his unyielding will. Even the Tyrant Spear seemed to be inspired by its master's desperate trembling. In an instant, the surging golden-red Yuan Qi was like a beam of light that shot up into the sky, scattering the cold clouds.

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