C105 Sevencolored Butterfly

Ye Kong stood sword in hand, an eerie cold flame flickering around him.

The biting chill emanating from him sent shivers down everyone's spine.

Han Xin, daringly, extended a finger to graze the sword's tip, only to have his arm freeze instantly.

Terrified, he hastily retreated several meters.

Yun Tian, equally baffled, propped his Coiling Dragon Rod against the Crystal Longsword