C4260 You're Dead Meat

"Three inches to the right!"

Ye Feng's figure resounded in Gou Dan's mind. Gou Dan did not think, as if the voice controlled his body, and naturally moved to the right.

Boom!

The thin disciple's fist smashed into Gou Dan's face, causing the wind to whistle, but Gou Dan was no longer afraid. The voice in his mind was guiding him on how to deal with it