Draw a circle and curse you

“Hong!”

Ming Feng’s strength erupted once again.

Two consecutive big moves in such short period of time had stunned everyone.

At this moment, they realized Su Hao’s phantom sprint had been seen through long ago. Then the first attack by Ming Feng was just a feint?

Then didn’t this mean that the one in a pinch right now was Su Hao?

The power of black ink condensed into a blood-like color and bombarded Su Hao. It was even more powerful than the one before this! Su Hao’s figure was about to be hit by this red line above him.

The crowd was sweating heavily.

This Ming Feng had such a strong prediction ability!

“Sou!”

The red line entered Su Hao’s body. Su Hao’s figure was still moving forward, but the crowd had no hope on him. Didn’t the first confrontation have the same incident happen? Su Hao, who was relying on mountain crash, had his attack null and ineffective due to the curse. This time, wouldn’t it be the same too?