Shui Ninghan's cultivation level was actually one level higher than Mo You's.

Its explosive strength directly surprised Xiao Yi.

Bang...there was another explosion in the air.

Shui Ninghan's figure actually became dreamy and unpredictable.

Xiao Yi looked in his eyes, but felt that the figure in front of him seemed to be illusory.

And Shui Ninghan's palm was heavily imprinted on his chest.

Xiao Yi was knocked back dozens of steps and spit out another mouthful of blood.

A hundred meters in radius, I don’t know when it started, it has become a dreamy place.

The light is brilliant, dense and flowing, like a dream.

Xiao Yi seemed to be the only one left in the dreamland.

But in the air, Shui Ninghan's giggle never stopped.

Bang...bang...bang...bang...

There were loud explosions, and Xiao Yi was knocked back again and again.

The blood from his mouth has already wetted the large black robe on his chest.

"Gee, I wonder how many more palms Deacon Xiao Xun can take from me?"

Third update.
Chapter completed!