C340 Terrifying Yan Wu

"Rumble ~ ~ ~" Immediately, the strong sword qi hacked onto Duan Chuchen's Fourth Grade Flying Boat. Ripples appeared continuously on the flying boat, while it continued to roll …

Dust filled the air. Duan Chuchen's eyes were filled with shock. If he was hit by that attack just now, even if he didn't die, he would at least lose a layer of skin.

A gentle breeze blew past