C141 The entry competition(3)

"Get down!"

The silver sword that was at least a ninth ranked or even a semi-spiritual treasure was cut into seven or eight pieces by Kong Ji. With a sweep of his iron rod, he sent Yan Chang, who had lost her weapon, flying out of the arena.

"Buddhist Seventy-Two, diamond finger!"

Li Mu could not help but exclaim in surprise when he saw the finger art of Monk Kong Ji