C211 Dead Place(last Part)

"F * ck!"

[Black Hand] Huo Da was sure, but there was nothing he could do. How could a level 27 small assassin block Ye Feng's attack?

But did he give up just like that?

[Black Hand] His eyes turned cold. He waved the short sword in his right hand, and a cold light shot out. Immediately after, his left hand grabbed something, and with a 'Hua' sound, it released a green and sparkling lustre