Heaven-Striking Great Saint's heart trembled.

"Heavenly Martial Saint, your opponent is me…"

At this time, Ye Ge's voice rang out again.

The Heavenly Martial Saint's expression changed, and he immediately turned to look at the side.

"Ye Ge had already appeared on his left, less than thirty meters away."

At this moment, Ye Ge's face was as cold as ice, and a faint red glow flickered in his eyes.

"ver, he was still too late."Bang!"At the same time Fang Yu appeared before him, his fist slammed into his chest."Pffft!"Yuánchén spat out a large mouthful of blood, his entire breastbone caved in.But...