After shaking the spear, Zheng taihong put it away and looked at Li Rui with admiration.
After praising each other for a while, the look in their eyes gradually became serious.
"The warm-up is over. Next, it's time for the real deal!"
Zheng taihong held the gun with both hands, lowered his center of gravity, and pointed the sharp tip of the gun at Li Rui.
"Come on!"
With a sense of pride in his chest, Li Rui laughed and distorted ripples began to ripple on the long sword.
[sacrifice ]!
BOOM!
A terrible roar exploded in Li Rui's ears. His eyes suddenly narrowed, and in his vision, he saw a tsunami that was seven or eight meters high pressing down on him like a wall.
Heaven's might!
Like the roar of the sea, Li Rui actually felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart, and his mind was taken away for a moment.