C1165 The Mutation of the Classics of Tendon Changing
After his arm was dislocated, Qin Yuan advanced instead of mentioning it. His shoulder smashed into the white-haired elder's body with the force of a landslide.
"Ha!" The white-haired elder let out a deep shout, and it was as if a clap of thunder had exploded beside Qin Yuan's ears. The level of shock was not inferior to the Lion Roar at all.
As the saying goes, lightning does not separate
