A shining, pale blue colored, crystal-like streak of sword Qi darted out, slashing the black palm print into pieces, then advancing towards the elderly man’s neck.
“Damn it! This sword Qi is too fierce!” Old Lu’s expression abruptly changed as he hurriedly pulled a shield out of his storage ring, shielding himself from the attack.
Clang!
The sword Qi clashed against the half-foot thick shield, carving a massive incision on it, from which sparks were created and the residual sword Qi was deflected three to four meters away.
All members of the Lin Family popped their eyes out and widely opened their mouths in shock. Ye Chen had forced Old Lu to use the shield with merely a single move, and had even left a four-inch deep cut on the shield that was obviously forged from a particularly solid kind of alloy and was half a foot thick; he had nearly chopped the shield directly into two!