C620 The price of impulse

Even though Ji Xiangchuan was wearing a black skirt, her movements were not obstructed in the slightest.

She appeared in front of Wang Qian like a cheetah.

Following that, a slap flew out.

Pow! A loud sound was heard.

Ji Xiangchuan's slap directly sent the incoming outer sect disciple flying two to three meters away.

Before the outer disciple landed on the ground