"Damn it!"
Gu Yunyang's face was unsightly, his golden hand continuously striking out in a violent bombardment, attempting to make a move on Lu Qingshan.
But a series of Sword Qi collided with him, leaving him helpless and extremely frustrated, as if venting his rage in a furious explosion.
From his Storage Bag, he produced a small golden-red seal, formed a Gesture Incantation with both hands, causing a light curtain to form around him, his momentum rising, as he continued to press forward against the Sword Qi towards Lu Qingshan.
"Take my sword."
Lu Qingshan watched the scene, his expression calmly stating.
At that moment, his entire demeanor was formidable, bursting forth with an aura that seemed to tear the firmament apart, as the Magical Sword in his hand suddenly erupted with a fierce golden radiance.
At this moment, everyone could feel from Lu Qingshan a spirit of fearlessness, a Sword Dao that swallowed the stars, believing firmly that he could overcome anything.