In the face of this almost sneak attack, Yi Yu was not surprised but pleased. He had a faint smile on his face. As early as a hundred feet away, he felt this breath. Although this is a strong hand, it is not intended to kill, but it is just a more technical competition.

Shua!

Yi Yu's body shape was slightly shaken. From Dai Zheng's instant kill sword path, he realized some body method changes. His speed was almost in a blink. In an instant, he bullied the side of the body. He patted his hand lightly and turned it into a big wave. The black Emperor Wantao palm, with...