C530 A powerful battle

"Hmph, courting death!"

Just as Ye Wusheng's words came out, the eight star Martial Emperor's aura rose explosively, turning into a shadow as he charged towards Ye Wusheng.

The aura on his body surged like a tide as he wanted Ye Wusheng to suppress him. He turned his palm into a fist and the lines on his fist rippled.

"Battle Elephant Berserk Fist!"

"Be careful