C354 Mixed Fighting

The strong wind brushed Wu Shuang's face. If it was only the naked eye, it would be difficult to find any trace of the old man.

But now, with the combination of the two war songs, Wu Shuang could only fly back and forth. A red dot suddenly appeared in his mind, about 800 meters away from where he was.

"Found it!" Wu Shuang was elated. Judging from the speed of the red dot's movement