C737 Wrong Person?

Qin Feng was like a flaming man, constantly attacking the golden automaton warrior. The other party was knocked far away, and a large part of his abdomen had sunk down, leaving behind a lot of flames.

However, in the next few seconds, the repair was completed. Qin Feng, who was flying over, saw this and his mouth twitched.

"What a disgusting thing!"

"However, if my attack speed is fast enough