A deafening sound rang out, and Jing Yi's hands that were holding the spear instantly went numb. The blood in his chest churned, and his life-bound spear almost flew out of his hand, but he successfully deflected the arrow.
At the same time, Qiao ciguang made his move. A seemingly newly-broken flower branch quietly appeared. It was about a foot long, and on the brown branch, white buds were scattered like stars. Countless runes were destroyed within it, as if it was breathing like a living creature.
This was her life-bound magic weapon, [ thousand profound branch ]!
As she pointed her finger, countless white buds fell from the sky like snow. The moment they left the branch, they turned into frost-colored moonblades. They cut through the sky like moonlight and cut toward the incoming arrows in strange arcs.
Clang, clang, clang ...
