829 Zhang Shan Martial School's Crisis

Zhang Shan Martial School's Great Master was an elder with grey hair. He was extremely fast; it was almost within a blink of an eye before he appeared in front of Ye Chen with his sword attack. The bright sword light was so intense that it almost looked invincible.

The elder was fast, but Ye Chen's movement was even faster. Although he reacted later, his fingers were already in position as if he was waiting for the elder's sword.

Chin! His fingers were tough like steel, and that sword light of his was even more powerful. It easily held onto his opponent's sword, generating bright sparks.

"He got it?" Li Zhangfeng had his mouth wide open as he gasped.