"Oh my god, Huo Yan lost!"
"By the way, an official disciple lost to a rookie. Damn it, I'm a ghost!"
Victory or defeat appeared in an instant, and Huo Yanbi's continued exclamations were deeply humiliating. He was a true disciple, losing to a young boy who had just started his career. This was nothing but a record of shame!
"You'll die for me, you bastard!"
Suddenly, Huo Yan leapt up. With a flick of his hand, the silver needles flew towards Qin Feng.
The speed was too fast. The silver needles shot in the first and second stages of Jade Tree Ridge, causing most Spirit Stones to fight. Now, in the kingdom of spirituality, the silver needles flew from Huo Yan's hand, and their power can be imagined.
"Damn it!" Qin Feng cursed, preparing to dodge for a few hours. In front of him, suddenly, a red silk danced gracefully, and all the silver needles stopped in the flying chamber.
"Sister Huo, it's best to use fewer harmful tools in the future."
