Feng Tianyang's Plans

Ye Yuan's aura skyrocketed. His power of vitality was actually on par with Eighth Firmament True Gods.

It was only to see him dodging Wang Ning's sword nimbly. He directly threw a fist over.

Wang Ning only felt a horrifying power arrive with a howl behind him. But wanting to dodge was already too late.

Bang!

Amidst everyone's frightened voices, Wang Ning was smashed into a cloud of blood mist.

Universe Dragon Claw coupled with the perfect sixth transformation golden body, the power of Ye Yuan's punch already did not lose to peak Ninth Firmament True Gods.

How could Wang Ning be able to resist it?

When the other chiefs saw this scene, their scalps could not help tingling. How could they still dare to deal with Ye Yuan? All running helter-skelter everywhere.

"Master, save me!"

"Save me, Master!"

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