Qi Condensation?
Zhang Xiaoshan felt Hu Hongmei's cultivation and was also somewhat surprised.
He thought she was a weak woman, but her skills aren't bad.
Of course, as the young mistress of the Flying Fox Sect, how could she be ordinary?
Hu Hongmei only wanted to teach Zhang Xiaoshan a lesson, so her strength wasn't very great.
Zhang Xiaoshan's lips curled into a wicked smile.
He slightly leaned to the side.
That flying kick missed, and just as Hu Hongmei wanted to retract her leg, Zhang Xiaoshan grabbed her ankle.
Then lifted it high.
"Ah..."
Hu Hongmei was wearing a high-slit cheongsam, a sudden spectacle, and when one leg was lifted high by Zhang Xiaoshan, it was even more astonishing.
Her panties below were exposed.
"Gulp..."
For a moment, the eyes of the surrounding henchmen were glued to the spot.
"You, all of you turn around."
Hu Hongmei's face instantly flushed to the extreme, a shout of anger, scaring the henchmen to turn their heads and face away.