C908 Divine General Battle Mysterious Demon

908 Godly General Battle Mysterious Demon

The fire palm had already reached Lee Fann's chest, so Noble Consort Zhou folded her arms, standing by the side, watching the commotion.

She wasn't worried about Lee Fann at all. If he couldn't even handle this Zhang Bo, how could he be the man she liked?

Fire Palm directly struck Lee Fann's chest, and at the same time, Zhang Bo laughed out loud