Crack!
A small piece fell off from the bronze mask and revealed a small part of Chu Feng's face.
Yuchi Kong gazed intently at him with a degree of puzzlement.
The frost from the dark red blade was oppressive and the scarlet radiance was as brilliant as immortal mist. Chu Feng was a like a god of war shuttling through the sky as he slashed out courageously!
Yuchi Kong had just taken a huge loss. He had cut off an arm, then removed a shoulder—half of his body was drenched in blood and suffering immense pain. Additionally, he felt a sense of dread after recalling those records. He didn't dare face the attacks head-on and instead began retreating.
A sneer appeared on Chu Feng's lips. Despite his wounds, he was delighted in being able to slash away the enemy's guts. He thus pressed on without the slightest bit of hesitation.
At the same time, he put away the jade-green boat beneath his feet into his spatial bracelet. It was a direct confiscation.
