C192 The Power of Divine Wood

"Brat, what other tricks do you have up your sleeves? Use as much as you want!" Du Yi laughed, and did not take Cong Xiaofei seriously at all.

What should he do!

At this moment, Cong Xiaofei's cultivation could not even be compared to a single person. Since this was fate, he could only try his best!

Cong Xiaofei's eyes squinted as a black and red sickle appeared in his hand