Yan Fuhai's face?
Sorry.
Here, Yan Fuhai's face is really of no use!
"You!"
As soon as this answer came out.
Wei Hongfang's expression clearly changed.
"Ye Liuyun, you have a lot of nerve."
Knowing Ye Liuyun is unruly.
But he really didn't expect, even after bringing up Yan Fuhai's name, Ye Liuyun still doesn't give any face. Is he really not afraid?
Seeing Wei Hongfang still wanting to speak grandly.
Ye Liuyun said calmly.
"One more word, and that's another slap!"
"You,,"
"Bang!"
Seeing Wei Hongfang's disbelief and his attempt to continue speaking.
As soon as the first word came out, Ye Liuyun acted directly, waving his hand, a palm-shaped inner strength slapped Wei Hongfang's face, sending him flying.
With cultivation reaching the Grandmaster Realm.
Even a casual move now is something Wei Hongfang can't react to.
By the time he realized anything.
His entire person had already been slapped away, half of his face swelling high.
His eyes dazed.
