223 The fight isn't over

One more bolt of lightning. And another, and another. 

Even after the sixth bolt, Liu Feng stood strong, but his body was all bloodied up. He could feel his consciousness slipping, but if he lost now, the only step was death. 

And then, the seventh bolt of lightning arrived. This bolt was not like the previous ones. The previous ones felt like simple bolts of lightning. This one bolt though, was not. 

It had three colors, and it no longer was in the form of a bolt of lightning. Rather, it was like a serpent, trying to lunge at Liu Feng. 

Liu Feng changed the form of the ethereal weapon at will and held the spear in his hands. While there were a few gasps around him, he did not care. 

His life was more important, and he could not afford to be caught lacking. He was basically facing a beast of its own right, and to go against a beast, he had to fight, not defend.

The serpent was about to reach him, when his own spear started sparkling.