Nie Qingyun descended swiftly. As soon as he descended, he staggered backward.
Meanwhile, the golden dragon formed by the saber Formation dove. The energy sabers at the dragon's head were the sharpest and glowed with a faint blue light. At a casual glance, it looked as though the dragon was spewing fire.
When Nie Qingyun was about to raise his arms to block the attack, he discovered his arms were so sore and numb that he could barely lift them. His heart sank immediately. He could only look on as the golden dragon dove toward him.
Splash!
The golden dragon dispersed into water droplets that rained down on the ground when it was just half a foot away from Nie Qingyun.
With this, Lu Zhou's demonstration ended.
At this moment, the entire place was as silent as a graveyard.