C619 Great War Generals(1)

Qian Yichen quickly dragged his spear and retreated, while shouting:

"What are you all still waiting for?

Spending money to invite you all to the show? "

Guan Wenlin was faster than him, the green wind was even faster, the armor that had caught up to Qian Yichen did not hesitate to slash!

"Swish!"

The wind was sharp like lightning, drawing a deep mark on the armor, but it did not break