C310 A Passerby

With a flash of light, a figure dashed into the woods.

A cold smile appeared on Yun Fan's face. He kicked the ground with his right foot and shot out like a shadow. Like an arrow leaving the bow, there was no curve at all.

Bang!

A fist struck the saber light. Before the other party's figure could fall, he grabbed the ankle of the other party and pulled him down.

The opponent was a young man