C393 The Flames of War Raged the Killing Intent Thick

The sound of wind breaking could be heard. Facing the kick, Yim Wuxie also kicked out, kicking and kicking, and kicking and kicking, and then kicking and kicking, and kicking again and again.

With one kick, he forced Qianjin to retreat a few steps, and the stronger person had the upper hand.

At this moment, facing the palm in front of him, Yim Wuxie directly struck out with his palm.

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