C653 Proud World Holy Fire Cult's Xian Yumin!

Boom!

The flying boat maintained a speed of 300 meters per second, and with its huge body, it split the battlefield into two.

Moo Xiong, Xue Xiao, and Mo Ming's faces were ashen, and their expressions were miserable. They had suffered a few shocking injuries.

One of Moo Xiong's arms was hanging in the air, obviously broken. His expression was a little flustered