C44 Choice

Say late, then quickly.

Just as Chen Feng felt the fan of the nine mountains crashing down on him.

He quickly pulled out his gun and shot. With a bang, the bullets created a huge mountain range that was as hard as black iron. There was only a series of sparks.

It was already too late. The mountain range on the fan had already formed.

The white-clothed evildoer seemed to have gone crazy