C522 Dragon and Phoenix among Men

"They don't even want to chat with the old ghost. Why don't you come?" This voice carried a sharp tone, and it was like the howl of a ghost.

Suddenly, a breeze blew towards Ye Feng's back, and a pale and withered hand climbed onto his shoulder.

In that instant, Ye Feng strangely turned around, and struck out with his palm like a bolt of lightning. A violent thunder arc flashed on his palm