C827 Crush

Ye Feng's eyes were sharp. When he saw the golden eye, Battle Spirit, and the golden eye coming towards him, he waved his palm. A bright light shone between his palms. The Dragon Guts Silver Spear had already appeared in his hand. A terrifying gun power filled the air, and it seemed as if the entire space had become oppressive.

Boundless spear energy lingered on the silver lance of agaric gall