C904 Last Deathmatch

This Gongsun Zan was like a machine crossbow. His spear of light continued to shoot out crazily, and no one was able to stop it.

"Haha —" Gongsun Zeng roared and rushed forward. Suddenly, from all directions, countless magic skills and skills were casted. Amongst them, there were even seven or eight pillars of destructive light.

Gongsun Zeng was shocked