C147 Contest Wei Qingfan

"Puppy Wei, I'll skin you alive today!"

Accompanied by a heavy metallic sound, a black patterned Cold Spear appeared in Chu Hen's palm. The spear tip was high up in the stage, with a sharp glint, the tip of the spear pointed straight at Wei Qingfan.

Each of Chu Hen's words was like needles piercing everyone's eardrums.

The aura that emanated from his body was as cold as a sharp knife