C152 Forced attack

The longsword in his hand fell to the ground, but he did not seem to notice that the black and white hair was floating in the wind, and his triangular eyes were staring straight at Yang Lin. He did not understand what kind of mana Young people, who had a white complexion, used to be blown away by the wind in an instant.

Zhang Jiao slowly raised his right hand, and everything in the air stopped