C968 Ancestral Master's Divine Sense
"So annoying." Chu Yan frowned, and stepped forward.
He extended his five fingers and made a grasping motion.
Sssii! *
The rolling blood was torn to shreds in an instant.
He grabbed and pulled.
The long whip had already been seized by him and broken into several pieces.
Without waiting for the white-bearded old man to react, Chu Yan slapped him