C4567 Ghost Monarch
"Angry? Is it useful? Hahaha..."
Qin Shaofeng let out a wild laugh once again, and finally rushed towards Bai Yu.
He unleashed the Seven-color Sword Spell once again.
At first glance, this slash of his was no different from the previous one.
At least in Bai Yu's eyes.
Qin Shaofeng truly didn't put him in his eyes. This strike was only used to force him back with his combat strength