Black hell is about to explode! Every time when he wants to turn around the war situation, one hand after another will appear, disrupting his original offensive. When he plans to kill Li Yi first, Li Yi uses his footwork to escape early.

Li Yi's tactics directly drove heiming crazy and almost breathed blood: "martial nephew Molun, you'll get him!"

"ah?!" When the ink was cold, he felt a slight twitch on the corner of his mouth. He looked at the long hair flying in his heart. His dark eyes were burning like Li Yi, the God of war. He didn't have the courage to fight with it. He failed...