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Above the void, two figures clashed.

Lu Yan retreated in defeat time and again under Bai Tong's folded fan, virtually without strength to retaliate.

If he really fought recklessly, he could hurt Bai Tong too.

But the problem was, Bai Tong was wearing the Qinghong Battle Armor on his body. The same damage, he suffered 100%. Bai Tong would only suffer 50% or even 30%.

Continuing to fight like this, the one to cave first could only be him.

Looking at the other two areas again, Deng Yunzai and Dai Chunhao were similarly being suppressed by their opponents.

Lu Yan's heart sank to rock-bottom with a rush.

The three of them came in a threatening and overbearing manner, fully thinking that they had cornered Ye Yuan. Who knew that they were actually being forced into a desperate strait by Ye Yuan now?

Producing clouds with one turn of the hand and rain with another was talking about Ye Yuan this kind, right?