C462 The Threat of the Wind Centipede

"Heh heh, do you need my help?"

"It's just a clown. I'm enough."

Yang Zhi said confidently.

Just as everyone was about to lose all hope, Yang Zhi slowly stood up from the bamboo chair, and pulled the yellow spring knife out of the ground. With a cold gleam, he pointed the silver light that radiated all over the place at the Young Sect Master, and asked: "Since you want to court death