Chapter 391
The body was without wings of the colorful phoenix but the heart perfectly understood with a hint of telepathy.
The expression on Mo Jiangnan's face grew increasingly awful, his muscles tightened, and his forearm tensed, but the blade caught in Cheng Dalei's hand did not move at the slightest.
Even the two followers behind Mo Jiangnan had expressions of surprise on their faces. They could not believe that a man in this world could clasp Mo Jiangnan's thunder-like blade with two fingers.
Yet, this scene was happening right before their eyes.
"I have shown enough patience, I hope you do not overstep your bounds."
Crack!
With Cheng Dalei's voice, the steel knife was broken in two with just his two fingers. With a wave of his hand, he thrust the tip of the blade into the ground.