Bab 5171: Trapped

kid, I want this broken saber. You can leave now. I won't kill you.

The black-skinned old man said indifferently.

"If you want this broken saber, we'll have to see if you have the ability to do so."

Lu Ming clenched his fist in the air and the spear of the God of War appeared. His fighting spirit was strong and the Spear's radiance soared into the sky.

Although he was the one who discovered the broken saber first, Lu Ming knew very well that in the end, one's ability was the key to fighting for treasures. It did not matter who discovered it first or later.

Therefore, there was no need to say anything more. They could only fight.

"Since you're looking for death, I'll grant your wish,"

The black-skinned old man's eyes turned cold, revealing a strong killing intent. He attacked directly.

BOOM!

His palm expanded rapidly and turned into a huge black-gold Palm that smacked toward Lu Ming.