C370 The Dance of a Beauty

Now, who dares to stop him?

Feng Ziran followed behind him and said to the white-browed Daoist, "My master needs to go to Martial Field to observe and prepare!"

The white-browed Daoist's expression was ugly as he said, "Logically speaking, before the battle, neither side should enter the battlefield!"

"Is there a problem?" Feng Ziran's eyes narrowed and revealed a cold expression