He glanced at Ye Buxiu.
Hmph, a mere spirit dares to be so arrogant!
Since you're in such a hurry to leave, I won't stop you!
He completely disregarded Ye Buxiu and swung his scythe directly at the back of his head.
He didn't even look back at Ye Buxiu when he unleashed that attack.
In his subconscious, Ye Buxiu was already locked in by death.
He himself needed to find a good opportunity to strike and kill as quickly as possible!
clang!
The sickle in his hand did not move as smoothly as he had expected—it spun once in the air and then automatically returned to his hand.
Instead, it collided with something!
The Wind King turned around in confusion, only to be met with a punch from Ye Buxiu.
This punch, seemingly weak and powerless, actually contains a hidden secret!
The Wind King clearly understood the hidden power in Ye Buxiu's punch!
He was staring at the boy in front of him with a look of horror!
"He's clearly a spirit, so why is he so terrifying!"
boom!
Ye Buxiu's fist came to an abrupt halt in front of Feng Wang.
The Wind King was somewhat bewildered by this scene.
What's going on?!
He looked again and realized that Ye Buxiu's body was already stuck in his own!
In other words, he couldn't reach the Wind King's head because his arms were too short!
Ye Buxiu channeled all his energy into his outstretched fist, leaving the rest of his body harmless!
"Hahaha, you little short-armed thing, who gave you the courage to engage in mental combat?!"
The Wind King showed no mercy in mocking Ye Buxiu.
The Wind King was nearly five meters tall, making Ye Buxiu look like a child in front of him.
Ye Buxiu ignored his words!
He smiled faintly.
"The Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms!"
boom!
Although his fist missed the Wind King, immediately after speaking, he slightly bent his left leg, bent his right arm inward, drew a circle with his right palm, and with a whoosh, pushed outward.
A dragon shape suddenly appeared out of nowhere!
"The dragon that soars too high will regret it!"
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