C937 Ruthlessness

Heaven Flipping Seal.

No matter how powerful your flying knife was, as long as the sky descended, it would shatter into pieces.

A hundred kilometers or so.

Too old.

And rotten.

The new trees were lush and the thick trunks exuded a vigorous life force. That kind of wood was even better than steel.

Even a blade would find it difficult to cut through.

However