Water Moon Pirate

The shaking started to calm down.

The third floor of the giant coffin.

Everyone was dead silent as they stared at the Mystic Flower Treasured Bible in Zhao Feng’s hand.

There was a crack on the Mystic Flower Treasured Bible that seemed like it would explode at any time.

“Brat… stop!”

The Fan Flying Bandit roared with red eyes. It was a holy item of the Wicked path and it was now going to be destroyed?

The Severed Blood Bald Eagle, azure robed daoist, flower dressed beauty and company were all tense.

Being a Wicked martial art, the Mystic Flower Treasured Bible took Yin to replenish Yang and it could increase cultivation levels quickly.

This was the foundation of the Water Moon Pirate.

“You… are you really going to destroy it… ” Heiyun Master said in disbelief.

He never would have imagined that Zhao Feng had the decisiveness to try and destroy the Mystic Flower Treasured Bible in one punch.