Lin Yi felt this change.

His five fingers and metacarpal bones were already in excruciating pain, as if they were about to burst at any moment, but at this moment, the fierceness in his chest was aroused, and with a sharp cry, the flesh and blood in his body was once again squeezed out of some strength.

The right hand of the cultivator in the golden roc heavy armor suddenly became empty.

The handle of the knife separated from his palm, and his knife was actually snatched away by Lin Yi.

Lin Yi grabbed the long golden knife with both hands and flew backwards with a kick.

The five fingers of Bai Yuelu's right hand trembled slightly in her sleeve.
Chapter completed!