C88 Blood Letter Thousand Mountain Snow

Chen Cheng waved his hand in resignation and snapped his fingers in the air.

Nine stones flew out, assembling into the Nine Flowing Light Sword.

With a whoosh, he gripped the sword and surged forward like a beam of light, pinning Zeng Haoxuan to the ground. The sword effortlessly sliced off five of his fingers.

Then, it drove through his palm, nailing him to the floor