Chapter 512 The Python Dragon Flag, Swallowing Clouds And Spitting Mist!

• On the banks of the great river, the wind howled, sending an invisible chill creeping into the necks of the crowd. Lin Pofeng felt a faint chill all over his body, causing his hair to stand on end. He couldn't understand why the other party was so fearless.
• "I know Lin Wang, once crowned as a king and the strongest in the West Gate!" Ning Tianche declared boldly. "Take a good look at this royal sword, capable of chopping off Lin Wang's head!"
• With a flick of his fingers, the royal sword flew out of its sheath and stabbed in front of Lin Pofeng, embedding itself deep into the floor. The blade, inlaid with four stars, dazzled their eyes as a terrifying shockwave scattered in all directions, leaving Lin Pofeng stiffened.