Kong Feifei naturally didn't understand Chu Linfeng's thoughts. Although she was standing behind him, the Nether Power within her was also operating frantically, ready to assist Chu Linfeng with a powerful attack at the right moment.
At this moment, Chu Linfeng's arm was painfully swollen to the point of numbness; it was the first time he used the Qilin Arm after reaching the Saint Martial Realm, and he himself was unsure of its power, his heart filled with anticipation.
None of the Ghost Race around dared to approach Chu Linfeng and Kong Feifei. The power needed to knock a commander to the ground was understandable even to a fool; each stood far away, fearing to be accidentally injured, as Chu Linfeng's previous strike had already caused considerable casualties.
After exchanging a glance, the commander and the City Lord's figures instantly moved toward Chu Linfeng. However, Chu Linfeng had long prepared; as soon as their figures moved, the Cyan Frost Sword swung out forcefully.
