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"Third Stance- Slaughtering Heaven"

Zhao Tan took a step back and held the middle of the shaft with his left hand and the end with his right hand. He pressed his foot on the ground, the red qi gathered at the tip of the spear, and red lightning sparks around the tip.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

He stomp on the ground and dashed towards the slash. It was a golden slash with an intensely sharp edge. As it moved, the air in front of it was split apart. Zhao Tan reached in front of the slash and halted.

He no longer held the spear with his left hand and pushed his right hand as back as he could. The tip of the spear raised up and the next second, he pulled his right hand. The spear slashed diagonally against the vertical golden slash.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

"Gah!"