C307 Kill

The sudden turn of events caught everyone off guard.

Jiang Feng, who was regarded as a genius disciple by the Sky Facing Pavilion, held an exquisite short sword in his hand. It was only the size of his palm, but it exuded a chilling aura in the darkness of the night. Blood was still dripping from the tip of the sword.

The corner of Jiang Feng's mouth was gloomy