boom!

Wang Xiyun looked at him blankly and placed a palm on Dahuang's chest.

Dahuang spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.

This time, there is no way to fight.

However, Dahuang's eyes became brighter.

Obviously, this battle has paid off for him!

But others were surprised.

"How can this Mystic Palace be so strong? Even the thousandth disciple is no match for the Holy Lord Dahuang!"

"Looking at it this way, Sun Qi probably didn't exert much strength at all against Saint Daoyun!"

"I now somewhat believe Brother Ye's words!"

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Chapter completed!