C82 The Power of Xuan Level Cultivation Method

Lu Ming's black stick swept over. The body of the pole carried a suffocating pressure. Zhen Yinjian, who was standing not far away, was sent flying. At this moment, the iron rod became extremely heavy. As it swept towards Zhen Yinjian, it emitted a black light, like a shadow shrouding his body!

"Xuan Pole Art!" Ge Shan's expression froze, while Yun Qing smiled like a general who had just won