Kapitel 1868: Take Master Han down to apologize? (3)

Zhu Mingju condensed his Battle Armor and raised a long saber in his hand.

"Arrogant."

He shouted and slashed out.

The saber beam collided with the starlight dragon.

This time, the surrounding flames exploded and the starlight dissipated.

The long saber was also covered in cracks.

Before Zhu Mingju could react, Wu Zhao's spear stabbed out again.

This spear came quickly, clearly imprisoning the surrounding world.

Zhu Mingju raised his saber to block it.

"Bang!"

The long saber shattered.

The spear collided with Zhu Mingju's Battle Armor and sent his body flying.

A Divine Realm expert was sent flying.

Zhao Jinyuan's expression changed as he raised his hand.

Streaks of greenish-gray flowing light turned into a cage in his palm, locking Wu Zhao and the spear in his hand.

This power seemed to carry a pressure that was difficult to resist and escape, making Wu Zhao unable to raise his head.