Breaking the formation, killing the enemy

Lu Ming was surrounded by the winged men.

Lu Ming seized the opportunity to rush into the crowd because the winged men were scattered in the formation.

Dozens of spearlights stabbed at dozens of winged men.

The majority of the winged men's prodigies were third-stage divine Lords. Lu Ming was at the same level as them.

In a battle of the same level, Lu Ming's combat ability was much stronger than theirs.

Even if they were scattered into dozens of forces, the power of each spear light was also sufficient to kill those third level divine Lord winged men race in seconds.

Pfft ...

Blood splattered everywhere, and screams of pain rose and fell.

In the blink of an eye, more than 30 winged men elites were pierced by the spear radiance and died on the spot. Their corpses fell on the island.

God of wings 'eyes turned red at the sight.

"Ah, damn it, retreat, retreat quickly!"

God of wings shouted crazily.

"Quickly retreat!"