Forest Dust's palm spread open, and a golden flame appeared. In an instant, it grew larger, held by a hand, racing with the wind, breathing rainbows, striking through space.
"Disassemble Japanese style."
Clang!
In midair, two men fought, flying through the air, their bodies like lightning, almost invisible, clashing spear fans, sparks flying, explosions in the sky, space splitting, surprising the darkness around the pirates.
At this point, these pirates finally recognized that Lin Du was qualified to mount a powerful opposition against the Country of Wu in the Mid-stage.
In the northern part of Luo Nanbei, he shouted, "Lin Chen, I'm here to help you."
In the northern foothills of Luo Nanbei, light swift as swallows, a sword pierced through, a dragon appeared, its roar echoing in the world.
Li Lenghai and the others had a cool moonlight in their eyes.
