C571 This Slap Is a Gift No Need to Thank Me
Qiu Ping hit the ground!
Dust particles danced in the air!
Lu Yinjian's pupils contracted as his sword, a weapon of the highest caliber, was unexpectedly knocked from his grasp with a single strike!
He stood there, momentarily dumbfounded.
In that instant, a spectral figure darted by, materializing before him.
Xie Feng!
With a swift motion
