C1200 Extremely Intense

However, it was too late. Ji Yuanzhi had been waiting patiently for this moment. How could she tolerate failure?

The instant after he swung his sword, he released a palm. The palm print was bright golden and the inscription gloss was ice-cold. Like a shooting star, it streaked across the sky and landed on Chen Yuanfeng's head along with Wu Steel Divine General's attack.

Suddenly, Chen Yuanfeng