Before they could even react, that glint of cold light suddenly exploded, transforming into millions of cold flames. Like an unstoppable prairie fire, they blanketed the sky and earth as they swept toward them.
At the same time, a hurricane-like wind surged forth. The wind fanned the flames, making them even more ferocious, leaving them breathless and with nowhere to run.
No matter which direction they turned, they were enveloped by the sky full of cold flames.
Suddenly, the cold flames dissipated. All that remained before them was a single, trembling Cold Iron Spearhead!
Li Xiang stood there, holding his spear!
Gazing at his dashing figure, Lei Xiaohui felt a wave of Dizziness and was completely captivated. She felt she would marry no one but Li Xiang in this life; no other man could ever compare.
Lei Jiaming was even more dumbfounded. 'Can the Lei Family Spear really produce such a fantastical effect?'
