Lu Yuan could only try his best to keep a straight face.
Seeing how Lu Yuan wanted to laugh but was tense, Ye Jing's face darkened. He snorted coldly, wishing he could kill Lu Yuan right now.
Fortunately, the preparation time was over very quickly. Ye Jing's entire body flashed with a black light. He roared and a huge black shadow appeared behind him. The black shadow was like him, holding a heavy sword. The heavy sword was hundreds of meters long, which looked very exaggerated.
Lu Yuan felt that powerful aura and could not help but sigh in his heart. After all, he was a prodigy ranked 58th. His strength was much stronger than that of Marz.
Ye Jing rushed toward Lu Yuan. The heavy sword in his hand slashed down when he was still a few hundred meters away from Lu Yuan.
When his heavy sword fell, the black shadow behind him also fell with the heavy sword in its hand.