C558 The Essence of Metal(2)

What the hell is this?

Ling Feng squatted on the ground and picked up the leaf. When the leaf fell to the ground, it instantly withered. However, it was cold to the touch, and it was still very hard. The edge was sharp and tight, although it wouldn't cut Ling Feng's finger again. However, it was still much sharper than a normal sharp blade.

Ling Feng picked up a leaf and cut his clothes