C639 Exchange(1)

"Not good, this brat's strength is too strong. I can't even withstand it!"

The Flying Shadow Sword fiercely struck his arm, causing his entire arm to feel cold.

Looking at his arm again, it was as smooth as a mirror. Other than the blood dripping down, it was hard to imagine that it was cut by a person.

Just this point of strength alone had completely surpassed the elder in front of him