“Dragon’s Trample!”

Xiao Feng didn’t stop at his feet, but every time he took a step, a shock wave spread under his feet. There were fully 3 waves, all of which swept the Saint Angel who were hunting behind.

“- 2! Critical Strike!”

“- 2! Critical Strike!”

“- 2! Critical Strike!”

The damages were almost zero, but the effect that Xiao Feng wanted had already appeared, and another 3 layers of ice moraine hung ...