The tip of Mei Zhenyu's sword had just pierced into Jiao Zhan's chest when he felt something amiss.
No!
It wasn't the feeling of piercing through flesh.
It didn't even feel like armor.
His sword seemed to have struck something hard and smooth.
Mei Zhenyu channeled his inner qi into his arm and thrust the sword tip forward!
He believed that even if Jiao Zhan was wearing armor, his sword would still penetrate!
Crack!
Mei Zhenyu heard a crisp sound by his ear.
It seemed something had shattered at Jiao Zhan's chest.
"It's a Heart-Protecting Mirror!"
Mei Zhenyu instantly realized and his heart was suddenly clear.
A strange glint flashed in Jiao Zhan's eyes. Just as Mei Zhenyu's sword tip touched his chest, he waved his hand.
A cloud of gray powder was flung back at his face!
"Huh?"
Mei Zhenyu's expression changed. He hastily held his breath and retreated.
