C4619 The Power of Destruction

Zi Chen stood up and stared at the black shadow in front of him.

More and more cold sweat appeared on Miao Pengfei's face.

Zi Chen gripped his long blade tightly and instantly rushed forward.

A gust of wind attacked from the side, like a gust of cold wind, causing Miao Pengfei to tremble uncontrollably.

"Shua!"

Zi Chen Field slashed forward with his wooden sword