精汁欲液

It would be fine if the wooden puppet didn't erupt with wood energy, but the gap after the explosion was really weak. It was just a little gap. Yang Ji's flying sword immediately wiped out a fish. Between the wooden puppet's crossed arms, there was only one as big as a table tennis ball. It slipped in through the gap, stabbed deeply into the wooden puppet's neck with a hiss, and exploded with a bang....