Fairy Yue Chan originally had a faint smile on her face. She thought that the battle was over, but she didn't expect such an unexpected turn of events, and her smile froze.
It was too sudden. The huge mountain and lake turned into tribulation soil, scorched black. Who would have thought that Shi Hao would appear again, grabbing her slender waist?
Whoosh!
Her reaction was swift, her eyes shining, incomparably brilliant. A stellar stream descended, silver light dazzling, resplendent beyond compare. All of it struck that large hand.
What kind of precious technique was this? Shi Hao didn't know. He felt an intense pain in his palm. If he weren't strong enough, his palm would have been shattered.
In that instant, Shi Hao's palm shone. There were black streaks within the golden color from the Kun Peng technique. His large hand grasped that small waist, which was soft to the touch.
