C501 The azure dragon is about to be bound

After the first strike, Tang Feng felt her arm shake greatly. Lowering her head, she saw that her palm had split open and fresh blood flowed unceasingly from the spear hilt.

He gritted his teeth but did not retreat. Instead, with a low growl, his arm crazily stirred in the air as if it could stir up a storm.

"Wind Cloud Spear Art!"

The Spirit Qi around Tang Feng rose