"Clang—"
The tip of the blade tore through his robe, only to grind to a halt a millimeter later. Through the gap in the fabric, a shimmering, white-glowing suit of golden silk armor was revealed. It was this armor that had blocked the Blood Desert Sword’s strike.
Elder Yuan sneered. He had been keeping a close watch on Xiao Zining the entire time; how could those little maneuvers escape his eyes?
Chapter 347