From all sides, the shadow of boxing is false and real, the true and false can not be distinguished at all. Song Yan is a little flustered, but immediately his heart moved to think of the new magic.

"Open Perspective Magic, Slow State."

In the turbulent mood, Song Yan felt his eyes hot, and then the shadow around him became very slow in his eyes, which is true, which is false, at a glance to see through.

"Ha."

He let out a soft drink, ignoring most of the shadows, but raised his fist and bombarded two fists.

"Buck!"

Vigorous shock, the shadow of Mantian Quan disappeared, and Zhao Fengyang staggered...