"Shit." Lan Li scolds. He is not a fool. It is impossible to compete with Gao Feng with his own strength. In addition, the Magic Dragon Sabre in his hand, even the four of them joined hands, were very difficult to get close to him.

"want to run." There is a magic spirit behind Gao Feng, and then a small evil beast moves forward. At the same time, the magic dragon sword in his hand splits horizontally.

"help him quickly." Mo Chen is a smart man. He knows that as long as one of the four people is missing, he can't be the opponent of Gao Feng. So he did...