C911 Concentration

Ye Zhi-Pin raised his hand and pulled out the sword from his waist to block the attack. A cold light flashed, and with two clangs, he was pushed down to the ground by the huge impact.

When he landed on the ground, Ye Zhi-Pin was just about to stand up when he heard the sound of clothes being blown by the wind. However, it was soon covered by an even more ear-piercing sound