With a swing of his big sleeves, an air current started to revolve around Wei Kang's body. It dispersed the great amount of poisonous mist.
At the same time, a layer of protective spiritual energy appeared around his body. He summoned a wooden bat, which was completely filled with rings, on his palm. It emitted a great amount of spiritual pressure and quite a good high-grade divine artifact!
He swung his palm vigorously, and the great number of rings on the wooden bat gave off melodious crashing sounds that were pleasant and unusually splendid to the ear.
Suddenly, Su Yu became stunned and absent-minded for a moment.
If he were already this affected, what would become of the fair-skinned youth, who was facing the divine artifact head-on at the middle of the battlefield?
