As the Wolf Smoke Sword shattered into pieces, the swirling smoke surrounding the protective shield of Lin Fei and others vanished completely.
Swish.
Lin Fei's figure flashed like lightning, flying out from the protective shield. With a wave towards the Furious Dragon Sword in the air, it swiftly fell into his hand.
Holding the Furious Dragon Sword, Lin Fei flew in front of Lin Peng, pressing the sharp blade against Lin Peng's neck, and coldly shouted: "Don't move!"
Lin Peng suddenly lost his right arm, his robe already stained with blood, his face contorted in pain, drenched in sweat. He never expected the sheer might of the Furious Dragon Sword in Lin Fei's hand.
After shattering his Wolf Smoke Sword, it also took away one of his arms. Now, Lin Fei's sword was pressed against his neck.
This series of actions happened too quickly, so fast that it left people breathless and their hearts pounding.
