C63 Double Blood Spirit Exposure

"It's useless!" Yang Jie sneered. How could he fall for the same move again?

His fist was shrouded in green light, and once again, he punched out, wanting to break Mu Qing's Water Serpent Finger.

However, Yang Jie felt a fatal threat.

He believed in his own perception. Almost in an instant, he retracted his fist and used his other hand to smash down with the wooden pillar