Sikong Zhaiyue roared angrily and punched the opponent.

Tuoba Yun's cultivation was obviously much higher than that of Sikong Zhaiyue. He sneered, swayed his body, came to the front of Sikong Zhaiyue, and struck down with a horizontal palm.

Sikong Zhaiyue's face turned pale.

He found that he couldn't dodge this blow at all.

After the decline of the Sikong family.

This is the only mansion left.

The rest of the items have already been looted by all the major forces.

There are not even resources for cultivation.

Sikong Zhaiyue was able to cultivate to the tenth level of King Wu at the age of twenty-one.

It has been extremely difficult.

But what about the tenth level of King Wu’s realm?

Compared with Tuoba Yun in the Yin and Yang realm, he is still far behind.

"You're a loser, but you dare to fight me?"

Tuoba Yun's face was full of disdain.

"elder brother……".

Sikong Xinyan's pretty face is pale.

Click.

Seeing that Tuoba Yun's blow was about to hit Sikong Zhaiyue's body.
Chapter completed!