Chapter 2802
- At this moment, Ouyang Qingxiang and Tianhong Saint Son, had already fought for more than a hundred moves, and it was still hard to tell the winner from the loser.
- Tian Hong Saint Son, his face was becoming more and more gloomy.
- “Ouyang Qingxiang, you forced me to do this, so let me show you, my true bottom card, Divine Dragon Phantasm, come out!”