chapter 189 Four World of Warcraft

Swish Abraham Griffith pointed like a knife and slashed down in the air. Sharp white light shot out from his fingertips, causing a scream to hit Wu Changfeng's neck. But suddenly, Wu Changfeng, who looked like a dead dog, rolled away and escaped. The white light cut a crack into the ground, and the soil flew away. Abraham Griffith cold eyes showed slight surprise. The strength of the eighth-grade grandmaster was beyond imagination. Wu Changfeng jumped up and ran away in confusion without...