C191 Soul suppressing banner

After five consecutive whips, Ling Feng was still standing tall. Although a whip attack slightly injured Ling Feng, but basically this round of attack on him did not even cause him any damage. The Blood Dragon in his hands flashed with a cold light as he coldly stared at Jiang Hao. On the other side, Jiang Hao was even more shocked now.

As an expert of Mortal Realm