Wrapped in golden-red radiance, Lyu Bu smiled at the corners of his mouth: Dual mastery of spear and sword, not a bad technique. Attacking the target the moment the sword was drawn is quite interesting, but too weak!
Lyu Bu made no attempt to dodge, allowing the sky full of silver-blue light swords to converge towards him. With Inner Qi as propulsion, he punched towards Zhao Yun in Zhao Yun's astonished eyes. At that moment, a gigantic fire-red mushroom cloud appeared in the sky, and at the center was Zhao Yun.
"You have actually condensed a spirit, but it's too weak!" Lyu Bu sneered, pulling the light sword embedded in his armor out and crushing it barehanded. "Let me show you what a true spirit is!"
Holding the Sky Piercer that emitted extreme power, Lyu Bu pointed diagonally at Zhao Yun. A layer of Golden Dragon shed from the long shaft of the Sky Piercer, so intensely powerful that it was hard for anyone to look directly at it.
