"A mere broken needle thinks it can contend with my Python Bone Blade? Stupid kid, I'm sending you to your death right now!" Old Ma sneered, holding the Python Bone Blade with both hands, channeling his energy throughout his body and striking ferociously.
His blade was sinister and venomous, resembling the bite of a malicious python, unpredictable and dangerously fierce.
"Ye Wudao, be careful!" Su Yueli shouted.
"Brother Wudao!" Xia Shiqi's face showed concern.
Ye Wudao's expression was calm like the water of an ancient pond.
Bang!
A dull, metallic sound erupted, sparks flying everywhere!
To everyone's surprise, Ye Wudao easily blocked Old Ma's attack with a mere silver needle.
"Damn it, how, how is this possible?" Old Ma's pupils shrank sharply, his face filled with horror.
"I told you, to deal with you, this silver needle is enough!" Ye Wudao said indifferently.
"You, what kind of weapon is this?" Old Ma asked in shock.
