The Netherworld Soul Scythe wrapped in the Netherworld Soul Flame directly slashed at the surging Red Fire Spirit Spring and directly slashed open the Red Fire Spirit Spring.
Charles looked at Lu Yan not far in front of him and was slightly stunned. Then, the muscles on his face twitched.
This guy!
Everything just now was a lie. The other party's strength had not been consumed by the White Bone Netherworld Fire at all. Everything just now was fake.
At this moment, Lu Yan did not look weak at all.
Then why did the other party appear to be in such a difficult situation just now?
Stalling for time?
Charles's expression was uncertain. No matter what, the guy in front of him had played him just now!
With so many people watching, Charles felt embarrassed.
