The Law Master burst into a mocking laugh and made a hand gesture. About ten subordinates charged simultaneously.
Ling'er spun her spear.
Immediately, loud crackling sounds tore through the air.
< Way of the Spear : Golden Lightning >
Sacred lightning arcs burst from the tip of her weapon, illuminating the area with a divine glow. She lunged with disconcerting fluidity. Her spear became an extension of her own body, striking with deadly precision.
The first bandit did not have time to parry. The spear tip pierced his throat, the lightning grilling his vocal cords before he could emit a sound. Ling'er pivoted, using the momentum to sweep the legs of a second attacker while projecting a discharge on a third. In a few seconds, five Spiritual Core stage cultivators lay on the ground, their bodies carbonized or pierced through and through.
"Impressive for a kid," admitted the Law Master, his expression darkening.
