After biting his teeth, Wu Xie felt that his face was dull.

Just now, how domineering he was, he didn't take leaf dust in his eyes at all, but now, it's so humiliating to show his fear.

"Dead!"

Wu Xie stepped out and turned his body into a black hurricane. On his two fists, he emitted a mysterious black airflow. It was like a living black dragon. The front of his fist burst out. The terrible destructive breath came to the void again, and he wanted to devour everything.

"See how I broke your fist!"

Ye Dun can feel his fist front whistling towards him, full of killing, but he...