C191 Evil God Physique

Lu Yi hung suspended in the sky, grappling with the agony.

Below, Rong Xinghe burst into raucous laughter, watching from the ground as the man above was repeatedly blasted through the air. A sneer of contempt spread across his face as he coldly turned and lifted his elongated hand. With a mere clench of his fist, Lu Yi would burst into a shower of sparks like a firework in the sky