C704 The problem of midsummer

A wisp of hair flew in the air

The Black Wind Blade stopped at Yin Jiuwu's forehead, the blade edge already cutting through the oil.

Yin Jiuwu looked at Wu Feng, not afraid at all.

"Why didn't you dodge? You think I don't dare to kill you? "

Wu Feng said coldly, "Yin Jiuwu, I want to ask you again, is it you?"

"If it wasn't me