Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
In the forest, flying needles were as dense as rain as they almost instantly nailed against the tree trunks where the two of them were.
The spear in Pei Xiangjun's hand was called 'Overlord'. It ranked in the top three among the ten famous spears. It was two feet longer than Ye Jingtang's Black Qilin Spear. It had been the divine weapon that the former Spear Chief had once used to pierce through the entire Jianghu.
But when she encountered such bastards who didn't care about martial ethics, she couldn't even show her head without a shield. She asked coldly, "How many arrows are left?"
"Four! There are still nine throwing knives and two nets."
The sound of the bowstring being drawn suddenly stopped.
"Chase." Pei Xiangjun let out a low roar. Her figure erupted like a cheetah as she dragged her spear and charged out from behind the tree trunk.
