C1117 Fear Began to Sprout in His Heart

As if it had sensed something, the tiger turned around and lunged at Qin Feng with its huge claws.

"Hmph!" Qin Feng coldly harrumphed. He was silently chanting some kind of incantation. In an instant, the Bright Moon Sword turned into a rapidly spinning sword shadow. With a wave of Qin Feng's hand, endless sword light swept across like raindrops