C509 Zhan Chi Phosphorus Flame

The strong numbness made Evil Martial Cultivator Zhu Feng's reaction slow down. When he regained consciousness, he only felt that his body had started to fall from the sky. Before he could react, a purple light flashed in front of him. The sword attack filled with killing intent had already closed in.

"Damn it! Evil Martial Eight Moves: Demonic Wind Smoke. " In his shock and anger