"Young Master, be careful!"
The cultivation of the youth in white far surpassed Yan Jie. At this moment, his entire being was surrounded by black smoke, and the power of the exorcism talisman couldn't break through his defenses in a short time.
If this ghostly adversary were to charge within three inches around Lu Zheng, it would likely spell disaster for him.
Lu Zheng smirked slightly; he hadn't expected Shen Ying's strength to be this formidable, and Shen Ying was clearly unaware of Lu Zheng's current cultivation.
However…
As a modern person, if he can use tactics, he certainly wouldn't resort to brute force.
Therefore…
In the eyes of the youth in white, he saw only Lu Zheng's surging energy and blood. Lu Zheng reversed his grip on the sword behind his back and formed a fist with his left hand, hitting his own face.
"So arrogant, Shen Ying, you really lack perception. When choosing a partner, do you only look at appearances?"
