C900 Macaron Attack

"Bastard!"

Kuai Dao and Ghost Scythe roared angrily. They did not expect that their cowardice would cause their teammates to be injured.

"What? You want to hit me? Then come at me."

Xu Tianyu said as if he deserved a beating. At the same time, the Dragon Teeth in his hand started to shine again, as if it was launching another attack with its saber qi.

"You …"

As expected