C193 puppet formation

"Hmph."

Gong Family Head sat paralyzed at the side, looking at this scene with a sneer. No matter how powerful you are, you will still die here!

Seeing that the Great Clan Elder was rushing towards Mo Feng, without changing his expression, he slowly took a few steps back and spat out a word.

"Retreat."

whoosh whoosh whoosh *

All the puppets retreated, and Mo Feng's figure flashed