"Zillala..." The shadow of the fist disappears, and the golden light disappears in a flash. At this time, when I look at srijie, he is completely stupid. Looking at Chu Fei in front, I can't help asking, "what is this?"

"meteor fist!" Chu Fei said lightly.

"ah -" then, with a loud cry, sriyan suddenly looked surprised and pointed to srijie, as if he had found something very inconceivable.

"bang!" With a slight sound, it seems to be vanishing. The clothes and fur on srijie and the flying tiger all turn into nothingness at once, and disappear directly!

naturally, srijie's handsome little white face turned into a bald monk, and...