Bang!
The wooden crescent sword and the Black Shield collided with a loud thud.
The sounds of fierce and intense fighting were drowned out by the snowstorm, and the sounds of the wind were hair-raising like shrieks and howling.
Li Weiyi squinted and tried his best to bear with the wind and snow.
Wu Haoyang, on the opposite side, had closed his eyes completely while swinging his sword.
Wu Haoyang not only controlled the rhythm of the battle, but he also used his advantage of being in dominance to the fullest.
Li Weiyi was forced into retreat by the attacks, and he was extremely exhausted, but there was no way he could resist Wu Haoyang's attacks.
This damned Wu Haoyang actually managed to cause Li Weiyi to retreat by several meters, with his sword that would bring about a strong gust of wind with every attack.
Li Weiyi knew what the opponents had planned, but he did not have a solution for retaliation.
