C137 Burn my blood dry

This wave of steel current was already less than thirty meters away from Qin Feng, and every person's body was reeking with the stench of blood. Some of the blades had already been swept up, but they were still clenching until their knuckles turned white.

"Hah!"

Qin Feng erupted, his sword flashed a cold light that pierced through the nine prefectures