"Old Qin! Save me!"
The moment Tie Wu's voice rang out,
a ripple spread across the sky.
Qin Ye's figure dispersed like ink, then condensed like black lightning. He used the power of his token to appear instantly beside Tie Wu, stretched out his fingers, grabbed him, and dashed back several meters.
The steel fortress was breached layer by layer!
The figure of the White Parrot, burning with Blazing Light and enveloped in radiant light, moved at an incredible speed, closely following Qin Ye's retreating form and delivered a punch!
"Boom!"
The two Apostles clashed with a blow.
Qin Ye grunted.
He hadn't expected that this kid's physical strength would be so terrifying… almost like the flood dragons from the ancient myths of the East Continent.
Taking the hit head-on, his blood boiled and his bones trembled.
He finally understood why Tie Wu did not want to exchange blows with this madman.