However, at this moment, a silver needle that was difficult to see with the naked eye suddenly stabbed toward Hong Niang's neck from behind. It was glowing with a faint green light and clearly carried a Strong Poison.
Looking at the matchmaker's imperceptible expression from the corner of his eye, Jing Taiyang was overjoyed. Success!
The symbol of the thousand blades sect had never been a single weapon, but the legendary thousand blades firing at the same time. Even an early-stage foundation building expert like Jing Taiyang could control seven or eight blades at the same time in battle. Now that his zhenqi had been blocked, he couldn't use the eight blades that he was best at, but with the tiny amount of zhenqi he could barely mobilize, it was enough to control a poison needle that was barely enough.
