C264 Buddhist offensive skill

"Mo Feng, don't blame me." Dong Zhengyu's hand trembled, he retreated a few steps and held his sword horizontally in front of him.

"Huhuhu"

The remaining ten or so people finally had time to catch their breath, and quickly went to Dong Zhengyu's back.

"You should understand that you are no match for me." Mo Feng said coldly. Dong Zhengyu looked at Mo Feng with an expressionless face