C320 Two Versus One Battle the High Level Martial Ancestor!

"Roar!"

Xielin was furious, halting the five Evil Tiger clansmen beside him. With a powerful leap, he lunged toward Vice-principal Qin.

Swish!

His massive palm, fan-like and fingers splayed, revealed sharp claws that sliced through the air, meeting Vice-principal Qin's palm with a clash.

Boom!

The air burst, sending shockwaves rolling