Yang Ling felt that a strong force was born out of the air on his right arm, which was more ferocious than his own strength, and met him fiercely.

"boom!" As if the sky had collapsed, there was a loud noise in the sky. The monster grabbed the hand of the Taoist ivy, and with a "click", it bit off half of the hand.

However, the strength of the hand of the sinomeni Taoist was extremely powerful. Yang Ling's arm hurt and was shocked to fly.

"hateful!" The Taoist Ivy growled up to the sky, and the strange thing suddenly bit off half of his hand! How can he be...