From the moment the old man died to the instant Li Yu launched his direct attack, a mere twenty-odd breaths had passed. Seeing Li Yu charging straight toward him, the archer hurriedly loosed an arrow.
With a crisp "clang," the speeding feathered arrow struck its mark, but instead of rejoicing, the archer was filled with dread—that sound was unmistakably the impact hitting a shield.
Enduring the agonizing pain in his leg, he tried to leap out of the way, but suddenly felt as if a massive hammer had slammed into his sea of spiritual sense, leaving him dizzy for a split second.
Chapter 120