"Ouch, it's not bad. It's tough to play. OK, it's good. I'll see how long you can hold it." Say a fly to walk past, then toward Zhao Yan, kick on her stomach.

"poof!" Zhao Yan stumbled and fell on the ground directly, covering her stomach and trying to endure the pain, but she still vomited blood, although it was only a breath of blood, and she was not seriously injured. But for Zhao Yan, who is not a cultivator, it is also a very uncomfortable thing.

after she coughed twice, she stood up and quickly wiped the blood on the corner of her mouth. She said, "if you die,...