C327 Collapsing Sky Strike

Wang Daoya froze in midair, as his clear and cold eyes swept his surroundings.

No matter what kind of strange martial art or trick Yang Fan used, it was impossible to bridge the gap between realms. With his vigorous Qi and blood coupled with the aura from his Late Ethereal Stage, let alone attacking him, even if Yang Fan wanted to get within a hundred meters of him, it would be impossible