Six hundred and thirtieth chapters shot(2/2)
It's so terrifying that it makes people feel hopeless.
The middle-aged man in blue was, after all, a master of the Yangxuan Realm, and he had some strength. When he was about to land, he slapped the ground hard and flew into the air.
But the others were in mid-air, and before they could find the relay point, they were blown away by the lightning bolt from the Thunderbolt Bull.
He spat out another mouthful of blood. If he continued like this, even if he wouldn't be killed, he would be blasted to pieces by the electric light.
At the critical moment, a figure fell from the sky, raised his hand and punched the lightning bull.
Click!
There was a sound of broken bones, and the huge Thunder Bull was directly blasted away by this punch.
Needless to say, the person who took action was naturally Lin Yun.
The middle-aged man in blue, who had saved his life, got up clutching his chest, feeling frightened and pale.
"Uncle Chen."
The delicate woman stepped forward quickly, with an extremely nervous look in her eyes.
The middle-aged man known as Uncle Chen looked forward and said in a deep voice: "Miss Yun, I'm fine."
While speaking, the delicate woman's eyes also fell on Lin Yun. The look in her eyes was extremely surprised. The young man who took action was only seventeen or eighteen years old, but this understatement punch was like a sharp sword cutting through the void.
Chapter completed!