Such razor-sharp swords, suddenly slashing through the air, had indeed left everyone somewhat stunned...
Even Ji Nan and the others had already judged that Luo Zheng was using Ming Dao to test his sword, and thus had not used their full strength. Yet the two swords he had unleashed in this outburst still caught them completely off guard. Although they had already left the city, they remained hovering blankly in midair...
In Karma Hall, Luo Zheng had not used Yi God One Sword.
What he had displayed was his own formidable physical body and strength like that of a monster.
"That guy doesn't need our help at all..." Ji Nan sniffed lightly with her delicate nose as she spoke.
Many people had gathered here to watch, including quite a few desperadoes secretly observing the battle between Luo Zheng and Ming Dao.
In their eyes, whether Luo Zheng or Ming Dao, their Dreamlike Points were astronomical figures. If they killed either one and obtained half their Dreamlike Points, their rankings would soar, allowing them to quickly rise to the forefront of this great realm!
These desperadoes were watching because they wanted to wait for an opportunity to strike.
If they succeeded, they would make a killing. If they failed, they would merely be killed once...
Now that they had seen Luo Zheng's true strength, these people abandoned that crazy notion. Luo Zheng was far too terrifying.
As for Ming Dao, who held the Slaughter Saint Spear, her expression had already become extremely unnatural, and she was somewhat dazed.
At this moment, Luo Zheng stared at Ming Dao and said blandly, "Shall we... continue?"
To surround an enemy without killing them was a tactic meant to break their spirit.
This was the Dreamlike Battlefield. Luo Zheng could not actually shatter Ming Dao's