Chapter 1137 The Protagonist's Domineeringness

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh..."

In the glint and flash of swords and blades, Zhao Feng began to fight against that young man.

Gradually, he discovered that he was no match for his opponent, and he had been steadily losing ground.

"Brother Feng, I'll help you!"

With a roar, Ah Hu swooped down.

But soon, it occurred to them that the two together still could not defeat the young man.

The man in his early twenties flung thousands of ice cones at them.

Some of the ice cones were mere shadows, but some were real. Thus, it was almost impossible to guard against this move.

"I'm here to help you!"

Elder Meng sneered, quit attacking the enemies in front of him, and quickly flew in their direction.

When he was flying, the enemy's camp launched many strikes at him, even including a sinister trick—a curse.

"Drop dead!"

An old man behind hi