C244 The Might of a Topgrade Spiritual Weapon!

"Bloodthirsty weapon?"

Chen Yi's gaze sharpened as he felt the opponent's blade pulsing with a thirst for blood.

But he didn't flinch. Raising the Black Mist Spirit Sword in his hand, he stepped forward to meet the challenge.

Just as the blades were about to clash, a thick black mist erupted from the Spirit Sword, causing the red long blade to swipe at empty air