He smiled faintly.
"It's sand."
Kuang Zhan didn't understand, his small eyes filled with immense confusion.
Chu Liang held his breath for a moment. A moment later, he saw fine grains of sand gathered on the man's chest.
It was the gathered sand that had blocked the attack.
Bai Xin sat on the ground, craning her neck to watch, her eyes filled with utter astonishment.
"How amazing."
Meanwhile, Yin Zhan's fight was all but over.
Yin Zhan appeared behind the Purple-clothed Killer, his Broken Blade flashing.
The Purple-clothed Killer tumbled from the roof, landing in the grass below.
Just as everyone was about to breathe a sigh of relief,
No sooner had that Purple-clothed Killer hit the ground than several more assassins appeared.
Yin Zhan leaped down from the roof to regroup with Su Ye and the others.
On the roof above, a man in a black robe appeared.
The black-robed man's face was obscured, his hands clasped behind his back.
