C170 Strange Strength!

At this time, Cong Xiaofei placed his right hand in front of his chest and separated his five fingers, swinging them like playing a zither. The Blood Soul Scythe, however, was able to nimbly attack Zhang Ning.

Fuck, this felt pretty good!

If one observed carefully, they would still find out that on Cong Xiaofei's fingers, there was a thin spider silk controlling the swinging Blood Soul Scythe