C1117 The Sword Sect

"Wait!" Zhao Shan opened his mouth.

Yu Yin looked at him doubtfully.

If he was easily toyed with by a late period unique, then it meant that the opponent's strength was definitely not lower than his. This was the opponent that he needed to break through to a higher realm. Zhao Shan suddenly pulled out a thin sword that was like a willow branch and looked at him quietly