Layer upon layer of golden shields formed before him, like iron walls, a full seven layers, immensely solid.
"What is this?" Yan Hui cursed, seemingly a bit surprised, but his sword momentum did not stop. With a swift slash, he shattered a layer of shield.
"This lethality is only slightly weaker than Wu Liuzhi's Breaking Word Technique!" Xu Shu immediately felt a chill in his heart, gaining a clearer understanding of the enemy's strength.
He was not a fool. To stand firm in this situation would be the same as being a sitting duck, so he held up his shield and fought defensively, trying to become a moving fortress.
However, in the eyes of a top "Grandmaster," this might be no different from a snail.
Yan Hui, true to his name, was like a swift swallow darting through the void, constantly slashing.
During this time, Xu Shu couldn't catch even a single opening of Yan Hui, couldn't touch him at all.
