C1683 Arhat's Giant Handprint

"You're courting death!"

If he were to give way again, the Old Monk Xuanxu would be able to take an inch more.

He even wanted to suppress Cheng Feng, he simply treated Cheng Feng as a soft persimmon that could be easily bullied.

Therefore, Cheng Feng could no longer tolerate it. A cold glint flashed across his eyes, as he prepared to give the Old Monk Xuanxu a lesson