C1064 King corpse!
After all, Ye Xuan was just a Sixth Stage of Mental Trap, and yet he was able to block one of his punches, it was truly unbelievable.
"Although I don't know where you've come from, you actually dare to block my way? Die!"
The grey robed elder once again punched out, another white arm smashed towards Ye Xuan.
"Ghostly Fist!"
Ye Xuan also used the remaining Gas of Death to counterattack