C969 In the midst of a fierce battle

Fighting against seven enemies one at once caused sand to fly and rocks to fly. However, when it came to an abrupt stop, it immediately caused everyone to rush over in shock and fear. Seated at the edge of the Martial-arts Arena, Ling Feng calmly blew on the wind as he took out a small gourd from his bosom and tasted the wine, as if everything that had happened before had nothing to do with him