C1541 The Last Sword

King Ning was seething with anger. Destroying his Immortal Bone was akin to killing him, not to mention the humiliation of being kicked in the face. He couldn't keep his cool. The words "Ye Feng, not bad" echoed in his mind, like a slap that ignited a murderous glint in his eyes. Ye Feng was more than just "not bad." He was far stronger than expected. In a direct confrontation, without weapons