C116 Hand of the Chaotic Storm!

"Come on!"

Just as the purple-robed old man said those provocative and contemptuous words, Ye Xuan and Bingbing's eyes suddenly turned cold, as bright as lightning.

Ye Xuan loosened his grip on the bowstring, and three thick arrows shot out like wild horses, piercing through the air and flying towards Yan Dun. At the same time, Bingbing waved her hand