Chapter 287 Are you ready?

A clenched fist is like a cheetah at the next moment, and a fist falls on the other side's face.

The silver cuckoo's face changed slightly, but it went up with its fist.

Ye Qingyun snorted coldly, turning his left hand into his palm, splitting it into a single palm. A fierce breath came, breaking through the void and landing on the shoulder of the latter with the force of thunder.

The latter is not slow to respond, the whole body spiritual surge out, constantly backward, and then one-handed pat on the ground, the body like a bullet jumped up in the air, standing in...