cowardly

"Knowing that we can't do it is not perseverance, but stupidity, stupid to the extreme!"

Lu Yun shook his head, waved his palm, an invisible wave dashed into Xiao Qingyu instantly.

There was no trace of the invisible fluctuation, but suddenly, the head of a fire dragon in front of Xiao Qingyu burst open without warning.

The scattered flames flew around the ring, like fireworks in full bloom, radiating light.

It's a pity that no one appreciates such a beautiful scenery.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on that Lu Yun.

That is... what power!

"The power of the wind!"

Mu Yun said in surprise.

The power of the wind, to be precise, does not belong to the power of the warrior, but the warrior understands the artistic conception of the wind by virtue of the intimate combination with nature.

This kind of artistic conception is the same as sword intent, powerful and invisible to killing.