Yao Shi smiled as he watched from the side, "You are not that fated person. It's better not to take this embroidery ball."
He said, and with a wave of the white paper fan, the spirit energy carried a strong wind and blew the embroidery ball to the other side.
Mao Yongrui glared at Yao Shi with dissatisfaction. But at this time, he already did not have the time to ask for the embroidery ball anymore. Instead, he immediately went back to defend against Dong He.
Yao Shi took the opportunity to run towards the embroidery ball.
Mao Yongrui was determined to get it this time, he was not willing to let Yao Shi get it easily.
Mao Yongrui shouted out loudly. His entire body was glowing with a golden light, and the spirit qi on his body was unleashed. The golden sword in his hand instantly unleashed countless sharp golden blades, which were extremely powerful.
