C425 Eighteen Dragon Marks
"With that pathetic spear of yours, I could snap it in half with one strike!" Xue Wuhen sneered, his scarlet sword shimmering with a dark red glow as spiritual energy surged around it.
"Enough talk! Have at you!" Ye Xiaoyun retorted, lifting the Wild Qilin War God Spear and lunging at Xue Wuhen with lightning speed. The spear transformed into a thousand piercing golden rays in an instant