In a flash, he was in front of Lu Ming at an astonishing speed.
"Get lost!"
die! Lu Ming shouted angrily. The Spear's gleam expanded and his aura burst out like a flood.
A crescent-shaped spearlight slashed towards you Lian.
However, you Lian's figure flickered and twisted like a ghost. He dodged Lu Ming's attack by a hair's breadth and continued to pounce on Lu Ming.
"Break the air, break the air ..."
Lu Ming's long spear trembled and then suddenly stabbed out. In an instant, he had stabbed more than ten times.
More than a dozen spear radiances shot towards you Lian like shooting stars, sealing off the space around him.
Facing this attack, you Lian could only take it head on.
"Nine nether ghostclaw!"