"I hate your eyes."
The face of the Great Protector was covered with scars, giving him an extremely ferocious appearance.
The sound of mockery echoed in his ears, as two fingers emitting black light went straight for Chen Feng's eyes.
"Damn it!"
Zhou Wuren shouted, his face anxious, completely surprised that Master Chen, who had been in control moments ago, was suddenly subdued.
However, no matter how fast he, Zhao Meng, and the others reacted, they couldn't compare to the distance of the opponent's finger.
In an instant, everyone's expressions changed, and even the sound of the falling rain was forgotten.
Until finally, the black-lit fingers were about to pierce into the eyeball.
Crack!
An unusual sound appeared, the Great Protector's expression changed slightly, he hurriedly withdrew his hand and retreated.
Zhou Wuren and the others were also stunned together, seeing the black-clothed youth standing still, as if he moved for a moment.
"An illusion?"
