“Brother Lu, well, this level is not the level we can fight,” Wei Du said, sweating.
"Don't think too much, Brother Wei. Do your best and do not hold back!! I knew it. Zhuque Ming did not give up just because he was Ling Lun's junior.
But because Ling Lun is extremely strong!!. Even though his qi level is one level lower than Zhuque Ming’s, Ling Lun owns several pieces of runic weapons, which greatly reduces the difference between their strength,” Leng San said. His eyebrows almost bound together.
Although Leng San could retreat, deep down, he wanted to see Ling Lun's true skill. Leng San was still convinced that Ling Lun was not an enemy, even if they had to collide, Ling Lun would not hurt him to the point of causing a serious injury.
“Looks like the two of you will not back down, so consider me to be teaching you a lesson as a senior,” Ling Lun smiled.
Ling Lun drew his hand once, and seven swords appeared, whirling at the back of Ling Lun!!