Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Four shadows finally fused into one, striking the Ghost Ship amidst a piercing noise that echoed on the stage, and then to everyone's amazement, the Ghost Ship was actually pierced by this sword and shattered in mid-air.
Ah!
William Turner screamed in agony as a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out again, and his complexion turned even paler.
"Be careful!"
A warning voice suddenly came from below the stage.
It turned out that Ling Feifan had finally seized his opportunity to launch his own attack.
He held nothing back and directly used "Flying Snow Spear," which was the Mystic Art of the Transcendent Martial Arts he had comprehended from the Stone Tablet.
"Go to hell, Ling Xiao!"
In mid-air, Ling Feifan consumed an Illusory Pill, and his aura surged tremendously, causing the shadow of his spear to grow several meters instantly.
"General, it seems like Ling Feifan has taken an Illusory Pill, should we stop him? This is very dangerous."
