Bab 1750: The ancient parasol tree

The Phoenix Spirit would not retreat. Her thoughts were the same as Lu Ming's. There were Phoenix spirits everywhere in this place. There might be stronger ones in other places. They could only rush over.

If they couldn't even get past this, how could they compete with the other Holy Sons and holy virgins?

"I'll do it!"

let's go! Lu Ming said as he stepped forward. A powerful aura surged from his body. Then, his palm was like a knife as he slashed at the Phoenix Spirit's sharp claws.

you're only a lower tier bright Saint, yet you want to fight this Phoenix spirit head-on? you're really ignorant. You're looking for death!

In the distance, Qin Feng sneered.

But the next moment, his smile disappeared.

Bang!

Lu Ming's palm collided with the Phoenix's sharp claws, but the result was that the Phoenix's body was sent flying.