Lu Ming's eyes were like lightning. A powerful aura emanated from his body and crushed the auras of the three silver Dragon Valley youths.
"Get lost!"
Then, Lu Ming roared.
With this roar, Lu Ming used the divine sword technique. An invisible wave surged towards the three of them and directly blasted into their spiritual gods.
At this moment, the spiritual gods of the three of them trembled violently as if they had been hit by a hurricane. At the same time, in their eyes, Lu Ming seemed to have turned into a prehistoric giant beast, and a terrifying aura pressed down on them.
Their bodies trembled violently, and with a loud cry, they actually fell to the ground, their bodies drenched in cold sweat.
On the side, a few onlookers were somewhat dumbfounded.
Lu Ming's roar made the three silver Dragon Valley youths fall to the ground. It was unbelievable.
Of course, they didn't know that it was because of the miraculous godly sword technique.
