Chen Tianyang’s expression turned completely solemn; his greatest trump card had just failed him. In this battle, there was no chance of victory!
"It’s my turn to attack." A faint smile curled the corners of Sect Master Li’s lips. As soon as she spoke, her figure appeared instantly before Chen Tianyang. With movements as swift and ethereal as a ghost’s, she struck a palm toward him.
The move was simple, devoid of any flashy flair, yet it exerted a crushing pressure on Chen Tianyang.
Chapter 645