C116 Last fisherman

Xiao Mu's cultivation had advanced, the light in his eyes flickered, her body moved like a ghost, appearing right in front of the golden striated stingray.

In his right palm, a touch of cold qi burst forth, and the Mountain Splitting Palm slashed down like a heavenly blade.

Bang!

Xiao Mu's palm shook, and his figure quickly moved.

The golden striated stingray cried out in pain