The cultivator known as Lord Tian Mang, his white robe fluttering in the whistling gloomy wind, unleashed a mass of murderous aura that charged straight at Lu Qingshan.
He is very arrogant, so his moves are grand and sweeping.
He indeed has the confidence to be arrogant.
As he flicked out his wide sleeves, spirit light shimmered like a galaxy hidden within, containing terrifying power.
When the distance between him and Lu Qingshan reached the casting range, he brazenly made his move.
The spirit light in his sleeve transformed into a long spear that spanned the void, its prowess as intense as a rainbow, its sharpness shocking, its murderous aura overwhelming.
The spear's point aimed directly at Lu Qingshan.
The beam was terrifying, its swiftness startling, bringing extreme intimidation.
"Hoo!"
