"Huff, huff..."
As a leg descended, a gust of wind immediately roared from the surroundings, and at the same time, the air around shattered at that moment, creating a vacuum area as the fierce leg wind intertwined with the howling northern wind, resembling ice blades rushing towards Ye Xunhuan.
As the man's right leg was about to land on Ye Xunhuan, Ye Xunhuan unexpectedly retreated, dodging swiftly!
"Bang!"
The man's leg slammed heavily onto the ground, causing the surface to instantly crack open.
"Marshal, why don't I have someone clear this area first? That way we can fight to our hearts' content, otherwise, many people here will die."
After Ye Xunhuan dodged, the man showed no surprise nor did he attack again, instead, he spoke to Ye Xunhuan with a consultative tone.
His demeanor was not at all like an enemy or an opponent; it was more like two martial artists having a spar.
"Sure!"
