The silver-white dragon halted a millimeter in front of the demon's neck, unable to advance further.
Li Zheng looked at the opponent's big hand gripping the spear like a pair of alloy pliers, his full strength couldn't move it at all.
"Impressive."
Li Zheng couldn't help but commend, wanting to withdraw the spear to escape the grip.
The act of retrieval that was never stopped before failed this time; the spear remained tightly held by the opponent.
The demon widened its blood-red mouth, revealing a sarcastic and strange smile, spewing a string of unintelligible syllables, as if mocking Li Zheng's thoughts.
"I've been seen through, this guy's wisdom is incomparable to those eye demons."
Out of the corner of his eye, Li Zheng glimpsed the bone rod swinging again and decisively abandoned his spear to dodge, drawing another weapon from his hand.
Platinum Level Tachi!
