C230 For His Use

Zhan Chen's gaze froze as the sword qi around him grew even more intense. His finger blasted out, as the terrifying destructive energy caused the surrounding space to crackle. Finally, with a single wave of a finger, the golden sword qi dissipated, leaving Bailu Jing standing in front of Yang Zhui.

A cold light glinted in Bailu Jing's eyes as he stared at Zhan Chen. Haha, Zhan Chen