To Aid in the Crisis

Indeed, the level of that man in grey robes was higher than Wei Yi.

In the spacious and empty valley, Zhao Muzhi and the other four held their ground. However, they could not find any gaps and any opportunity to make a move.

The attack from the man in grey robes was as rapid as the rolling thunder. His weapon was a giant spear.

This giant spear was like an extension of the man in grey robe’s arm as he used it with extreme familiarity and ease. His attack frequency was fast and the most flexible that Wei Yi had ever seen.

To a genius like Wei Yi, under attack from this man, he was also in a dire circumstance and found it tough to defend.

The man in grey robes wielded this giant spear like a rolling poisonous dragon. Each time he stabbed the spear forward, it carried the biting cold presence of a violent storm. While rolling forward, the spear had a mighty sweeping force.