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However, he would never believe that Feng Wu could injure him with his own strike.

"If my strike backfires, I'll only have myself to blame, but I don't think that's possible." Gu Xingyun snorted.

He raised his hand before he finished speaking.

"Great Dragon!"

Gu Xingyun finally drew out his sword.

He pointed at the sky.

The sword energy turned into a golden dragon.

The dragon roared and charged at Feng Wu from above.

Oh god!

How terrifying!

Although the energy wasn't targeting the crowd, they were still chilled to the bone.

"Is that what a Level 1 Spiritual Lord is like?" Song Yichen asked involuntarily.

"No," Feng Qi said in satisfaction. "Brother Xingyun is a Level 2 Spiritual Lord."

She was looking forward to what would happen next.

Her father came to rescue her when Feng Wu hung her up on the pole. He was a Level 1 Spiritual Lord, but he wasn't Feng Wu's match.