"You have indeed convinced me." Blood Pattern Ancestor looked at him deeply, "I admit, I am indeed no match for you, and your actions are truly worthy of your powerful strength."
"Is that so, that's good."
Lu Wenwu nodded with a smile.
Just as Blood Pattern Ancestor sighed and was about to invite him to enter the city for a chat over tea and discuss the Dao.
Lu Wenwu suddenly erupted without any warning, and the Military Killing Fist suddenly struck.
"You!"
Blood Pattern Ancestor only had time to shout half a sound before the triggered defensive magical treasure he carried was punched through by Lu Wenwu.
The fist, entwined with four types of flames, instantly shattered Blood Pattern Ancestor's barely sustained protective light shield, directly penetrating the Life Armor and the flesh within.
In Lu Wenwu's hand, which had pierced through Blood Pattern Ancestor's Dantian, he held a light blue Primordial Spirit.
