C190 Soul breaking five whip

Hearing Ling Feng's words, the corner of Jiang Hao's mouth twitched into a sneer, and with a snap of his fingers, the tree right next to him turned into a pavilion. Inside the pavilion, Ling Feng saw that Qin Ziying's face was pale white as he sat on the stone chair, his severed arm had naturally recovered, but it was obvious that his cultivation had been restricted. Looking at her teary eyes