Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty-Nine
Hu!
Bang!
A kick swept across Long Xiaoshan's shoulder, kicking him sideways for five or six meters. Long Xiaoshan quickly pushed off the wall, his body flipping in midair, boom! Zhao Xiaoqiao, shadowing him closely, kicked at the spot where he had just been, instantly cracking a large hole in the mud wall.
Feeling the sharp pain in his shoulder.
Long Xiaoshan's eyes narrowed.
This chick is really violent!
Compared to her leg techniques, Yu Cheng was just like a child playing house.
Such a mastery of leg technique—it must have taken decades of dedication; even Long Xiaoshan's Fist Intent was inferior.
This is what a true Xuan Level Expert is like.
There's a fundamental difference from Huang Level.
