When Number Eight saw the grandness and dignified manner of Qin Wushuang, he did not fear. Instead, he opened his palm, and a longsword in the color of the limpid autumn water appeared. As he pointed it forward three times, three waves of sharp flowery sword intent penetrated through the sky, Qin Wushuang's attack, and all the way to his naked body.
This three-sword blossom was drawn beautifully. With its unusual angle and techniques, it had broken through the airflow created by the sky that was full of whip attacks. It was enough to show that this person had much accomplishment over sword techniques.
Of course, Qin Wushuang would not get hit by these three sword blossoms. He shook the snake shaped whip violently, and like a ferocious beast, it instantly devoured these three attacks. Next, with the sweeping of the whip, the attack vanished without a trace.
