C1222 Shield Formation!(2)

"I thought you were very strong. You can't even block a small fireball. You can't even talk about fighting me alone."

The golden robed mage on the other side played with the golden staff in his hand in a carefree manner. The disdain on his face became even stronger.

At this time, Xia Qingfeng slowly stood up from the ground and patted the dust off his body