A dark light suddenly flashed above Shen Luo and Lu Huaming. The young man's figure abruptly appeared, both hands gripping the two black short swords wrapped in wisps of ghostly black radiance as he stabbed down at them.
Shen Luo raised a hand and swept it upward. Green light surged from above his palm, and a round dark-green shield appeared out of thin air. Its surface was covered in tortoiseshell cracks and condensed with a layer of substantial, rippling green light, blocking the space above them.
With a metallic clang, both short swords were stopped by the green light on the shield.
"Watch out!" Lu Huaming suddenly warned.
Shen Luo immediately recalled the strange nature of those two short swords and inwardly cursed. This is bad.
Then, two black sword edges suddenly pierced through from beneath the Ink-Armored Shield overhead, grazing Shen Luo's arm as they shot straight for his shoulder and head.
"Ha!"
At that moment, Lu Huaming suddenly let out a thunderous shout. Light gathered in his palm as he raised his hand and struck upward.
A phantom palm print shot out, striking toward the inner side of the Ink-Armored Shield.
Shen Luo immediately understood and thrust his palm upward in tandem with that force, sending both powers out at once.
The Ink-Armored Shield, which had been forced downward by immense strength, instantly switched from defense to offense and slammed upward.
Bang!
Green light violently shook across the Ink-Armored Shield, sending the young man flying away.
Seeing this, Lu Huaming flashed aside and was about to press the attack and chase into the air when the ground by his feet suddenly split open. A ghastly white bone claw shot out and seized his ankle.
Shen Luo saw this and did not bother retrieving the Ink-Armored Shield. He merely