C1967 Very impolite!

You're welcome!

Chu Qianye continued to frantically suppress the Shen Yuan in his body. The endless Shen Yuan s continued to compress and compress, constantly compressing. And this kind of compressing, had actually reached a very terrifying level.

"Die!"

Qin Zhanxuan's feet touched the ground, his arms opened wide, and a battle sword was tightly held in his hands. He looked at Chu Qianye