"bad..." Ye Jingyu's reincarnation eyes suddenly saw something, but it was too late. The subduing pestle in Weituo's hand, which had already become famous in the first battle of the fiefdom, hit his head hard, and it hit the sparks all over the place. The golden light shot indiscriminately, and it hit Ye Jingyu's head dazzlingly, a burst of inflation, as if it was going to break It's the first time he's felt this kind of pain since he became a chaos.

"what a hard head Wei Tuo's face also showed a look of astonishment. Obviously, he didn't expect his pestle to smash the head of the other party. However,...