C300 Body Poison

A large amount of poison powder suddenly sprinkled onto the ground. Ye Fan could not help but retreat quickly, the lightning under his feet was as fast as lightning!

"Secret art!" "Wandering Wind!"

Pi Yingjie laughed coldly, his two hands forming hand seals. He spat out a burst of violent storm, and a large amount of poison powder was blown in the direction of Ye Fan's retreat