"Peng!" Lei Zhen's yin-yang power was once again bombarded by Guan lock. The clear and sonorous sound resounded. Yuan Ye felt the strong force coming from the fist contact. Yuan Ye's shoulders vibrated rapidly. His muscles fluctuated like waves of water at the moment. He took a deep breath. In the dark eyes, two fights of different colors suddenly emerged. A low voice came from Yuan Ye Between the throat, the fighting spirit in the body was shaking rapidly, and all the strength poured into the arm.

"drink!" As Yuan Ye's voice fell, he saw the force of thunder soared above his arm, and finally turned into a golden lightning....