At the same time, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The other party should not have used the Spirit, and he was able to withstand a punch from the Power Armor with a human form.

Even if Lu Mingfei did not use the speed breathing method, the performance of this dragon clan is second only to the Izarmi and the Combination Dragon King.

"Is human wisdom?"

Angel Zhe smiled, his eyes blurred for a moment, as if he was recalling something.

"Then let me see whether human wisdom can overcome the power of blood."

His legs under his robe suddenly raised high and slashed down like a battle axe.

Lu Mingfei blocked his arms and pressed him down with great force. The power armor made an overwhelming sound.

Looking at Angel Zhe's injured right hand, it has been completely restored at this moment. If it weren't for some residual blood, no one would have imagined that this hand had just been disabled.

A sarcastic smile appeared on his face. If these people hadn't used the White King mixed-race species as bait on their own, how could he have obtained such a powerful Spirit?
Chapter completed!