Lin Xiu held a long spear and looked at them, without the slightest change in expression.
Zhao Nian frowned at this moment and he could sense a strange aura in Lin Xiu's eyes.
This aura made him feel very uncomfortable.
"Get rid of him."
Zhao Nian showed a killing intent in his eyes, then said coldly.
As soon as his words fell, at this moment, three of the warriors, the source strength of their bodies burst out and rushed directly to Lin Xiu!
swoosh—
Their speed was very fast and at this moment, they appeared in front of Lin Xiu.
"Die!!!"
These warriors roared and the fists wrapped by the source strength were about to smash at Lin Xiu.
bang bang bang-
But at this moment, the spear in Lin Xiu's hand stabbed out.
In an instant, hundreds of spears appeared.