Lu Mingfei raised his left hand and several silver lights shot out, cutting off the ice arrow's stretch.

Then he drew his sword and slashed angrily, turning into a dragon-slashing sword the size of a door panel directly enveloped both of them.

"No. Brother."

Yangjin stood up and said vaguely.

Her height is only about one meter four, and she has to jump up to get the Dragon Slaying Sword.

The weak and boneless hand was clenched into a small fist and hit the sword body wider than hers. It looked a bit tragic and funny.

But the huge collision told everyone that this was not a comical drama that shook the tree, but a close-knit battle scene.

Lu Mingfei took two steps back, and the Dragon Sword made a buzzing sound due to the height vibration.

Yangjin took three steps back, and a red mark appeared on his white fist.

This is the power of the complete next-generation species level. It is not a defective product like the Yaqi Snake that has become humans, nor is it a twilight age like King Zhou of Shang and Emperor Xin of the Sun.

Even if it is not a dragon, its output is comparable to a small road roller.

With extremely fast speed and super endurance, and strange and changeable Word Spirit, such a powerful creature is a natural disaster for any country.

The responsibility of the Space Marine is to smash natural disasters into the cradle.
Chapter completed!