"Please enlighten me!"
Lin Mo stood tall with a longsword in hand, his black hair flowing, exhibiting the graceful demeanor of a Sword Immortal. "Once I defeat you, let's see if you still maintain such grace." Xie Zhen scoffed coldly, gripping his Silver Spear, infused with True Yuan. The spear exuded a chilling radiance, surging with fierce Gang Wind, resembling a Flood Dragon charging towards Lin Mo.
He pointed.
The spear thrust like a dragon emerging from the abyss, causing the surrounding space to ripple. The extremely sharp spear wind spun rapidly, tearing through the air in an instant, aiming at Lin Mo.
Observing the situation, Lin Mo's eyes became serious.
Xie Zhen's True Yuan was exceptionally copious, far surpassing that of typical Advanced Realm Generals. Moreover, his spear technique was fierce, clearly having forged his own 'Martial Arts'. Lin Mo dared not underestimate him.
Swish!
