Boom!
Finally.
Wu Jian flew to Qin Feiyang's side.
"Scared, are you?"
"Otherwise, why aren't you moving?"
"But now it's too late to be afraid. This is the consequence of daring to oppose me."
"Kylin War Fist!"
He sneered coldly, throwing a punch at Qin Feiyang.
The spectral image of a Fire Qilin roared out from Wu Jian's fist, emanating a world-ending aura.
This is a perfect battle tactic!
"The consequence of opposing..."
Qin Feiyang muttered without a word, but his gaze was full of mockery.
He really didn't know where this person got the confidence to say such things.
The Kylin War Fist whistled towards him!
Its powerful momentum surged like a typhoon, making even the void tremble violently and warp!
At this moment, Qin Feiyang moved.
His tightly clenched hands suddenly lifted, and two dazzling beams of golden light burst forth.
"Puff!"
"Boom!"
Wu Jian was blasted away on the spot, spurting blood from his mouth, his face full of disbelief.
