C214 The Furious Leng Jiang

Swish, swish, swish...

The sword light was as fast as lightning, and it was like a silver snake flicking its tongue.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Zhan Tianming's body was directly pierced by the soft sword, and a few blood spots appeared on his body. The fresh blood quickly soaked his clothes.

The audience below the arena were all stunned.

"What's going on?"

"That..