C199 He Almost Died from Fatigue(2)

Zhang Wang seized the moment to leap into the air, drawing his weapon—a sturdy iron rod—and pursued alongside Zhuang Wang.

Xiao Yong delivered a slashing blow to the left, then quickly swept his blade to the right; two strikes, two flashes of blade light.

"Bang!" Zhang Wang was sent flying backward, his iron rod twirling before him, scattering starlight in every direction