In an instant, Han Sanqian no longer retreated, but was evenly matched, fighting fiercely.
The forward attack did not go smoothly, and then there were packages and pulls. For a while, Hei Feng was in a difficult situation, unable to advance or retreat.
"Break it!"
The old man's voice roared angrily, and in the next second, it entangled even more fiercely. For a while, the black wind didn't look like a black wind at all, but it was more like a golden-red cloud.
However, its size is shrinking like crazy.
--LOCKED CHAPTER-- LOGIN / REGISTER To Read Full Chapter