C133 Dead Under the Blade

Chung Wuwang gritted his teeth. With a thought, the light on his palms suddenly became brighter. The veins on his forehead bulged, and as his palms danced in the air, they formed a violent wave of qi that attacked Dao Batian once more.

Ye Po and the other two could not help but praise in their hearts when they saw this. Although he was a supplementary cultivation expert