The arrow he shot out did not pose a threat to Gong Wanshan either, as it was easily blocked with Gong Wanshan's silver light veil.
Their gazes locked, once again they began to circulate their spiritual power, ready for another magic duel.
A scream of agony resonated through the air.
Recalling his Flying Sparrow Hairpin, Chen Mobai was slightly surprised. Across him, Zheng Wulyu had only lost an arm at his hand, his head still intact.
Just now, he had split his opponent's black shield with the Golden Jade Axe and had activated the Sword Light once more.
He originally wanted to catch Zheng Wulyu off guard without the Qingyang Fire Seed, yet unexpectedly, the latter had a life-saving artifact that automatically flew out and deflected his Sword Light, saving him from the brink.
"This kid from the Divine Wood Sect has mastered the Sword Light. There's no way I can defeat him."
Dragging his severed arm, Zheng Wulyu flew to Gong Wanshan's side, his face pale with fright as he spoke.
