C66 Real Crisis

"Clank ~ ~ ~"

Flames flew in all directions.

Lingchen raised the watermelon knife in his hand and blocked the attack. Although the opponent had a lot of strength, he still stopped and did not retreat.

"Interesting."

The brown-haired teenager smiled playfully. He kicked with his feet and took two steps back, leaving Lingchen's side.

Another cold light flashed.

These were the fourteen people