Perfect Lightning.

Shi Lang raised his head and saw a lightning streak as thick as a banyan tree trunk charging at him with unimaginable speed. He spat out a mouthful of blood and stood up from the ground. His body was in tatters, but his eyes were clear. He was not someone who would ever give up on things before he had finished using all that he had to give. 

He placed his left foot ahead and took out his spirit sword. Both his weapons had returned to his dantian. They could not withstand the impact of this bolt of lightning. The terran held the sword above his head, and the blade surface lit up with lightning bolts. He deeply breathed and said, "Lightning Dragon slashing the Heavens." 

Then, Shi Lang slashed down as the lightning bolt drew closer. The action looked similar to a simple slash, but the next moment, dirt around Shi Lang was stirred up by something, and clouds rose. The spirit energy that rushed out of his weapon also turned into a lightning dragon.