The two of them were firmly separated by that golden light.

Wenren Anzhi could not advance even half a point.

"How could this be?"

“Buddhist golden bell?

Golden light spell?"

In an instant, Wenren Anzhi had several conjectures flashing through his mind.

However, these conjectures have no practical effect.

Just when he was distracted for a moment, Li Longtu moved.

The fist wrapped in golden light was like a hammer being swung out and hitting the opponent's body.

Bang!

This time, it was Wenren Anzhi's turn to fly out, fall on the high platform, roll around a few times, then stop, and quickly stand up to stabilize the disordered energy in his body.

Everyone in the audience looked at it and felt it was incredible.

Just now, the situation has reversed?

Mr. Wenren is actually at a disadvantage?

Moreover, what is that golden thing on Li Longtu’s body?

How could they, a bunch of laymen, know?

On the other side, Nie Guang sat there, his eyes always closed, slowly opened them, and said:

"Um?
Chapter completed!