C165 Fighting with Demonic Wolves

A pair of palms were suddenly raised up as a fierce gale brought about a terrifying fluctuation. The soles of his feet suddenly stomped on the ground and his body arched; his entire body was like an arrow that had left the bowstring as he fiercely jumped up. The fist shadow whizzed out, dragging the whistling wind from the fist as it ruthlessly smashed towards Yao Lang's location