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...