The iron staff, forged from ten-thousand-year Mysterious Iron, shattered the air and turned into a black shadow that smashed down directly on Xing Mietian's head.
"Bring it on!"
With a single swipe of his hand, Xing Mietian summoned a thick shield in front of him. At first glance, the shield seemed lackluster and unremarkable, but upon closer inspection, it was found to be profound, imposing, and imbued with a ferocious aura; this shield was certainly no ordinary item.
"Boom!!!"
The staff struck the shield heavily, emitting a deafening roar.
"Pop!"
A sudden flash of transparent halo appeared on the shield, repelling the long staff before it transformed into a light sword and slashed towards Liu Yifei.