C581 Strong support

"Qi Yun, you're underestimating me!" Seeing that Qi Yun's killing move was about to arrive, Wen Xuan bit his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood.

That ball of blood mist, instantly gathered together, forming a blood blade, and rushed towards Qi Yun's palm.

"Boom!" With a loud crash, the smoke dissipated and the entire tent was blown to smithereens.

However, when the smoke dissipated