Master Feng pinched a talisman in his hand, and as it met the wind, it transformed into a golden shield, but when the blue knife light slashed over, the golden shield was instantly shattered into pieces.
Moreover, the speed of the blue knife light didn't slow at all. Master Feng awkwardly performed a donkey roll to evade, while the chairs and table beside him were sliced cleanly into two.
Master Feng inhaled a breath of cold air, nearly wanting to cough up blood.
Lin Mo casually summoning Heavenly Thunder was one thing, but now facing two young women who were also magic experts left him in a ragged state, filling him with such frustration that he wanted to cough up blood. When did Huaxia have so many formidable young magicians?
"Return the item to us, and we can let you go," Miao Xin said to Lin Mo.
