"Is that so? Thunderstorm Drill!"
Lei Yan laughed coldly, grabbing the rear handle of the thunder spear. Then, his entire body spun rapidly, turning both man and spear into a thunderstorm drill, viciously drilling into the Purple Gold Dragon Claw.
Sizzle sizzle sizzle...
Sparks scattered like a celestial maiden scattering flowers. Lei Yan spun wildly in mid-air, transforming into a whirlwind of thunder. Under his fierce drilling, the Purple Gold Dragon Claw couldn't withstand the attack and began to show signs of collapsing.
"Your Ancient Dragon Bloodline doesn't seem that impressive!"
Seeing the dragon claw collapse, Lei Yan laughed exuberantly, full of spirit.
"That statement might be a bit premature."
