C173 Ling Tian Sword Soul

The long sword condensed from the Spiritual Qi in the Eighth Elder's palm instantly dissipated, unable to condense into a sword. His arm was still faintly numb from the shock. He could not help but curse in his heart, "Little bastard, your strength is quite good!"

Lu Changfeng's violent purplish golden Spiritual Energy was instantly blocked. At the same time