But Ye Feng's body was like a rock, firmly fixed on the back of the Blood Crow.
"Roar!"
The Blood Crow struggled and flapped its wings, but Ye Feng didn't move.
"Hu, hu!"
The Blood Crow opened its mouth and spat out a thick, stinky black smoke.
Ye Feng held his breath, he let the black poisonous gas brush against his nose.
A moment later, the black poisonous mist gradually dissipated.
And at this time, the Blood Crow finally seized the opportunity. It flapped its wings and pushed Ye Feng away.
With a loud sound, Ye Feng fell into the lake, creating a huge wave.
"Gah, gah, gah!"
The Blood Crow let out a triumphant cry, flapped its wings, and flew into the sky.
But in the next second, Ye Feng's figure flew up from the lake.
Ye Feng held that black dagger in his hand. His body was bathed in blood, and his aura was imposing.
"Gu!"