C44 Light of Protection

Churui's face was gloomy, his body was like a willow leaf, under Ha Laifu's continuous attacks, floating back and forth, every time he dodged an attack on the surface of his skin, watching Ye Zifeng and the others behind him who were covered in cold sweat, they all clenched their toes tightly.

Sharp Sword Qi whistled, and that cold cold light flashed in front of his eyes