C98 Flying Needle

The man with Ghost Medical Sect had already held a silver needle in his hand.

At this moment.

Han Feng still continued to attack.

As Han Feng made his move, all of Zhang Shuang's subordinates fell one by one.

Before long, there wouldn't be many people who could stand in front of Han Feng anymore.

At this moment, Zhang Shuang had been brimming with confidence and despair