the bone knife appeared in Huaxin's hands, scattering the pale brilliance. The cold air permeated from the bone knife, which immediately reduced the temperature of the whole challenge arena by several times.

Lu Chen is shivering. His feet are constantly backward. Six throwing knives around him are still flying under Huaxin's control, looking for opportunities to kill

Lu Chen's most taboo is not the blade of bone knife, nor the bone knife, but the invisible soul silk.

at the moment when the soul silk just scratched against the cortex of the head, the dust seemed to feel its consciousness falling into the cold water, surrounded by darkness.

I'm afraid I...