C1298 Purgatory Monster Wind
Everyone started to clamor, this was a true contest of skill, everyone understood what Long Chen's finger strike meant, and Feng Zhilin's attack seemed to be not bad, would she be able to handle it?
The result was instantly clear.
The instant that they made contact, Long Chen's surroundings were instantly engulfed by the gray tornado. His entire Hidden Dragon Battlefield was instantly shattered