C347 So What If You Are a Martial Artist of a Country?

Dragon Elephant Meteor Fist!

The moment this name appeared, it was firmly imprinted in Ye Feilong's mind.

It was as if this name was the name of that fist, and there was no other name that could replace it.

"That's it!"

Ye Feilong leaped up and stepped on the Wind Fire Wheel.

Little White, who was lying on the tree, suddenly felt its hair stand on end