C261 First Wave Harvest

"A mere third level Saber Intent little chicken dares to talk to me like that?"

Hearing Cheng Feng's words, the cold and gloomy man Tang Cheng became even more gloomy: "Kneel before your father!"

His eyes looked over, boom...

A cold, bone-piercing blade intent crashed onto Cheng Feng's body like a gust of cold wind in winter, causing all the pores on his body to constrict