The ninth-level Divine Master Angel slashed his sword at Lu Ming.
&Nbsp; he had used fifty percent of his power in this attack. Even an eighth level God Lord would not dare to take it head on, much less a fifth level God Lord, as they would be heavily injured.
"You're underestimating me. Very good ..."
Lu Ming was not angry. Instead, he was happy.
What he wanted was for the other party to underestimate and be careless.
Only then would he have a chance.
"QiuQiu!"
Lu Ming sent a voice transmission to QiuQiu.
"Leave it to me!"
QiuQiu called out and flew away from Lu Ming's wrist. It turned into a mirror and shot out a beam of light, which enveloped the other party.
"Heaven-breaking!"
die! Lu Ming growled and cast the sky-crushing style. At the same time, the origin Energy in the origin seed gushed into the spear of the God of War, turning into a dazzling spearlight and stabbing at the vital point between the opponent's eyebrows.