"Puff---" The powerful internal force attacked like a tidal wave. Elliot only felt that the bones in his body began to break from the joints of his palms. He suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person floated away like a fallen leaf in the wind.
The internal force that had been raised to the extreme emitted a hazy green light from the palm, accompanied by the faint sound of a dragon's roar. Nun Wuyin was startled and was also shocked by the palm and retreated repeatedly. She raised her hand to hold on to a big tree to stabilize her body.
"Dragon Roar Divine Art?" Nun Wuyin put down her palm and stared at Elliot in confusion, "You actually mastered it?"
"You old thief!" Tu Buxian roared, stomped the ground hard, and his whole body shot out like an arrow, at a speed that was difficult to capture with the naked eye.
Nun Wuyin raised her hand to take it, but Tu Buxian was holding a sharp spike in his hand. Because the speed was too fast to be seen clearly, it pierced through Nun Wuyin's palm and was pushed by Tu Buxian to nail her on the shoulder.
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