Seeing Zhao Lin not only not defending but even attacking recklessly, the third-stage Evolver's expression changed, and he could only raise his hand instantly, setting up the bayonet in his hand to block Zhao Lin's strike.
Clang!
A piercing metal collision sound exploded in their ears, and under the countershock force, the two couldn't control their bodies as they retreated several steps backward.
"Dare to block me, die!"
The third-stage Evolver was furious, his tone full of killing intent, and as soon as he finished speaking, a black flash surrounded him as he rushed at Zhao Lin again.
"With me here, don't even think about getting close to Little Qiqi!"
Zhao Lin's face showed determination, and he slashed out fiercely with the steel blade in his hand.
Rumble~
The next moment, both sides were engaged in battle again. The sharp flashes of the blade danced continuously in the air, and the piercing explosive sound from the metal clashes was endless.
