C951 Emperor's Fist

"Hmph!"

Yuwen Dong let out a cold snort. With a sudden flip of his sleeves, the sharp and terrifying aura was like a sword and directly collided with Gu Yiyi's exploding sword Qi.

"Boom!"

Even though the sword qi was unstoppable, Yuwen Dong had a deep cultivation. The two forces were in a stalemate for a moment and the material-like Qi tore the sword apart