C1074 Fight!
"Demonic Python Coiled Mountain!"
Chu Xing's hand trembled, and in an instant, he thrust the sharp spike toward Chu Yan hundreds of times.
Like the fangs of a serpent, the spikes shone with a blinding cold light, each strike resonating with a thunderous boom in mid-air, as if puncturing the very fabric of space with countless holes.
Chu Yan's every avenue of escape was abruptly sealed off
