C1058 Berserk Suppression!

No one knew what happened. They only saw Patrol Faang's sword hanging five centimeters away from Qin Feng's neck, but it could no longer pierce through.

"Pah!"

In the next second, Qin Feng swung his arm and slapped Patrol Faang across the face. Patrol Faang spun a few rounds on the spot, and even his molars flew out.

There was a dark red handprint on his face