Clang, clang, clang—
Sparks flashed.
Luo Feng picked up the Blood Shadow Battle Blade and fought with Zhang Liang.
Currently, with a large amount of resources, he had long stepped into the peak of Class 7.
With his combat talent, his combat strength was enough to rank in the top three in the territory.
Other than his lord, he was confident that he could defeat anyone.
But soon, he was shocked.
Zhang Liang and the Shadow Leopard were too strange.
His figure was like a black line, always finding his weakness in an instant and using the least amount of strength to destroy his attack rhythm.
"Brother Feng, be careful."
As he was thinking, a blood glow appeared, and at an extremely strange angle, it caused a wound to appear on his arm.
"Not bad."
Luo Feng clenched his fist, and the muscles on his arm surged. His powerful physique stopped the bleeding.
"I was too careless just now. Again!"
