C1218 The Sword Was Going to Cut His Emotions

Bai Qiuluo's sword was very fast. Furthermore, at this moment, Lin Feng had an illusion that he would die under this sword. It was a strong illusion, as if it wanted him to give up resisting and let the sword kill him.

There was no peerless hostility, but it made Lin Feng feel a clear sense of death.

"Kill!" Lin Feng gritted his teeth and retreated. The Dubhe Sword shot out explosively