"Make your move."
This sentence, when uttered from Chu Fengmian's mouth, was like a knife slicing into the heart of the fifth elder.
As an elder holding the Lin clan's town-guarding weapon, the Haofeng Spear, his presence was formidable.
Yet, Chu Fengmian had the audacity to say that the fifth elder's strength wasn't even enough to warrant Chu Fengmian drawing his sword.
Such an attitude was simply a form of contempt towards the fifth elder.
"Fine! Arrogant brat! Let's see if you can stay so arrogant for long!" the fifth elder roared with rage as he put the Haofeng Spear into motion.
As the Haofeng Spear danced, a violent wind whipped up around him.
"Purple Qi Coming from the East!"
With a twist of his spear technique, the fifth elder thrust fiercely towards Chu Fengmian.
The power of the Haofeng Spear was astonishing; combined with the fifth elder's strength, it was feared that even a martial artist at the fifth level of the physique-refining stage couldn't withstand it.