Chapter 1688: White Feather Fan

onto a black whip and whipping the men like they were driving a horse-drawn carriage. But this wasn't a traditional carriage; it was more like a human-drawn carriage, and the four True Martial Realm c...Chapter 1688: White Feather Fan

Scimitar quickly followed the white silhouette, using spatial force to move in front of him and slashing with his blade, blocking the silhouette. This turned out to be a young man with clear features and good looks, but his lips were white. His glasses emitted cold breath, his long fingers were full of deep cold air, and his nails were extremely sharp like small knives.

"Die!" The young man sneered, spitting out a white light from his mouth that hit Scimitar's chest, releasing an extremely terrifying coldness. This made Scimitar continuously retreat in mid-air and hit a small mountain before stopping.ose people. He learned that the auction would be held tomorrow.Feng Wu said angrily, “This bastard is selling the scaled dragon crocodile in such a loud manner. Does he think that we are small players...