"If you want to fight, then we'll fight!"
Xiao Yi sneered coldly, his war intent exploding around him in an instant without reservation.
That terrifying war intent coalesced into tangible war flames.
Bursting forth from his eyes.
In Po Jun's eyes, there was also substantial war intent, the clashing war flames in the void forcefully blasted open a true vacuum zone between the two of them.
All of a sudden...
Blinding silver starlight erupted from Po Jun.
The Cultivation Technique that Po Jun practiced was one that drew from the power of the seven stars above the firmament to refine his own body, and he could already begin to manipulate the power of the stars. With every move, countless starlights converged within his palms.
Turning into a long spear aglow with dazzling silver light.
"The spear's name is Po Jun Spear, the weapon destined to take your damned life!" Po Jun harrumphed coldly, his spear already following the sound of his words.
Whiz whiz!
