Boom... Boom... Boom...
In the air, Beiyin Dong's phantom was constantly smashing down with his stick.
It looked like illusions, but in reality, every strike shattered the air and collapsed the space.
Ye Liu, who was fighting against him, frowned because he could clearly feel that each strike he blocked became increasingly powerful.
At first, he could easily fend off a dozen strikes.
But gradually, his arms started to feel numb, and even blood began to trickle from his palms.
"The strongest martial technique of the Beiyin Sect, the Hundred Split Stick, truly lives up to its reputation," Ye Liu muttered to himself with a frown.
The next moment, swoosh... Ye Liu's figure instantly disappeared from the spot.
His speed was extremely fast, and his step technique was incredibly profound.
Beiyin Dong's phantom couldn't keep up with his speed, let alone hit him.
