C363 Twelve Consecutive Victories

Weng! *

As Cheng Feng's blade slashed out, an enormous blade with unparalleled terror charged straight out of Cheng Feng's hand.

This enormous blade was at least a hundred meters away, and the blade edge was dark blue yet cold, as though it filled the entire Ring Five!

In the eyes of the spectators in the stands, that blade was about to hack apart the entire Hanging Mountain