When He Ziniu saw him attack with the spear, he did not dare to let down his guard. Swinging the edge of his blade from his palm, he also gave a rumbling blade attack that transformed into tens and thousands of fierce blade lights. The attack charged forward to meet the spear attack.
Nevertheless he laughed frivolously. "Kid, don't you have the Graceful Spiritual Bow? Why not use it?"
Qin Wushuang said coldly, "Once the Graceful Spiritual Bow is out, you will die for sure."
Inwardly, He Ziniu was feeling apprehensive, yet he still spoke tough, "We'll see who will be dead or alive. You being a martial artist beneath the Supreme Dao Stage, if you didn't have the Graceful Spiritual Bow, how could you be qualified to fight with me?"
How could Qin Wushuang not know the other party's indirect and psychological methods? He hoped that he would not use the Graceful Spiritual Bow, yet he talked as if he was fearless against it.
