In Zhao Fei's eyes, Yun Feng on the other side gritted his teeth, and tried his best to fight against his spiritual power and the power of his mind, his body collapsed tightly, but he couldn't move a bit, and there was a layer of fine beads of sweat on his forehead. Look, his fist

Hand hit...... Hand hit......

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