"Shura? Ultimate art? Shura dance." With a gentle sound, the armor of light and flame condenses from his body, and the two wings at the back are folded and blocked in front of him, turning into two huge wing shields.

Uriel spread his wings and rushed to the top of the forest wind. Then he raised his knife and fell down. The huge blade of the fire made a golden arc in the air. In front of Lin Feng's body, the light of the closed wing shield is surging. The red flame blade splits on it with a fire. The wing shield is motionless and unfolds slowly. The man's calm...