"If that's all you've got, you don't deserve to talk nonsense in front of me. Break it for me!"
As soon as the words fell, Chen Yuan's spear tip gathered the Five Thunder True Method, invoking the Heavenly Thunder to descend, the thunder raging and simultaneously clapping his hands forcefully.
This monk is not honest. We've come to blows, how can one just stop? Ridiculous, he needs to probe this fellow's details,
A sharp whistling, the spear tip quivering, breaking inch by inch through the void like gold and iron.
Opposite, Jieye Arhat's brow slightly twitched, his eighteen-foot Golden Body shook, akin to the ringing of a temple bell.
"Dang"
"Dang"
"Dang"
Golden light emanated from the Golden Body, one wave after another, supporting the relic condensed from his Three Treasures of precept, concentration, and wisdom, resisting the might of the big spear.
