C822 Despicable Foreigner(1)

Both of them held their breaths.

The atmosphere in the arena reached a strange freezing point.

It was not only Zhao Lei and Feiyue.

Almost everyone did not dare to breathe and stared at the two people in the arena.

Zhao Lei's hand was shining with starlight, and Feiyue's sword was flowing with a dark red light.

"Boom!"

The two figures disappeared at the same time.

In the next moment