"Lu Chong!"
After hearing the anxious bellows, Zhang Xuan stepped out of his trance from the Soul Tempering of a Mentor's Calligraphy, and the first sight that appeared before him was Lu Chong's chest being pierced by a sword. Countless thoughts immediately exploded in his head, and his eyes reddened uncontrollably.
Even though he met this student considerably later than his other direct disciples, the other party held the greatest trust and most earnest emotions for him.
"Die!"
Bellowing furiously, Zhang Xuan's head jolted, and a golden book suddenly appeared.
All of a sudden, a might capable of causing the entire world to crumble appeared. A gale rose, and the clouds swiftly flew by. A book as heavy as a mountain abruptly fell straight on Commander Liang's head.
Pacha!