Tucson snorted coldly and threw Yecheng aside. He darted up in the direction of the high cold.

Ye Cheng stood up after spitting out a mouthful of bitter water, patted the dust on his body and walked foolishly to Tucson. When he started, he grabbed his shoulder and turned him over. "Your opponent is me!"

"Find Death!" Tucson turned around and gave Ye a punch.

Ye Cheng clasped Tucson's fist with one hand and broke him apart forcefully, bumping his head with his head.

bang!

Tucson swayed and pedaled away for several steps. He stared at Yecheng and did not seem to wake up from the shock. At this time,...