"Damn it!" Seeing Sun Wenlong attacking Xu Luda, Song Xuan was furious. His figure flashed quickly and appeared in front of Xu Luda like a mountain. With a wave of his hand, he collected the fireball into his palm.
He clapped his hands and smashed the fireball in his palms. Suddenly, countless tiny sparks appeared in his hands, like the sparks of stars.
Song Xuan waved his hand and put a talisman on each of the flames. The small flames immediately rushed at Sun Wenlong.
Sun Wenlong was scared out of his wits. If he knew that he could not escape from the Buddha beads, he would be like a huge fishing net, plus a butcher's knife, he would definitely die.
Thinking of this, Sun Wenlong sneered. "If I die, you won't have a good time."
After that, he put his palms together. Sun Wenlong roare
