"That's called taking advantage, you despicable villain." Xiao Jing stood still. He was not afraid of Mao Feng's sneak attack just now and even revealed a disdainful smile.
When Mao Feng heard that he was called a villain, he also laughed out loud. "Hahahaha, you're the first person to say that about me. I didn't expect you to be so bold. I can't let you call me a villain for nothing. Of course, I have to do something!" As he spoke, a black fog appeared in Mao Feng's left palm.
"Yo! Why can't you beat me in close combat? Are you going to use a spell to attack me?" As he spoke, Xiao Jing also raised his left hand. Golden flames actually appeared on his left palm.
The golden flames dazzled Mao Feng. He was a little surprised because the golden flames were the symbol of the ancient war god. However, he did not understand how an ordinary person like Xiao Jing could have the energy of the ancient war god. Or rather, the ancient war god was protecting Xiao Jing.
