when he thought he was going to win in the cold table, he saw that Ye Feng did not hesitate to wave his hand. The pure lotus thunder in his hand was all thrown out and burst out on the thin bloody wall.

as the blood fog around him becomes thinner and thinner, if there is none, the healing speed of the blood wall suddenly slows down a lot. Taking this opportunity, as soon as Ye Feng points at the flying sword in front of him, it turns into a giant giant giant giant sword, while Ye Feng puts out several strange tricks with his hands. After a sharp momentum...