C570 A Girl with a Flower in Her Hand

Shen Zhicheng wasn't even prepared for this. Sleeve Knife would suddenly attack. The blade in his sleeve was so fast that it could reach him in the blink of an eye.

How was this a spar? This was simply cutting to death.

Under the sunlight, the blade was dazzling. It was cold and ruthless. It was aimed at his throat.

When he was practicing