C198 Competition for Sword Canon s (1)

Ten thousand miles south of Magic Mountain Range, there was an ancient city.

Outside the ancient city, Chen Feng was in the middle of controlling the sword to fly in the air. Layers of cool breeze blew past his ears, blending in the smell of blood.

After separating with the crowd, Chen Feng found a group of wood s that were gathered together. There were a large number of Demonic Beast s inside