A Tianshu Feather Arrow shot through his forehead, while another one grazed below his waist. The Flute Sword in his hand clashed with the rushing spear blade, bang! The force slightly trembled, the accuracy of the arrows wavered, and the tail feathers fluttered.
Splash!
The light of the spear swept across widely, stabbing again! Qin Yu leaned back, barely tapping on a feather arrow in mid-air. The Flute Sword in her hand swayed, and with that sway, it seemed to have a spirit.
The Spear Master was slightly shaken, feeling the force of the forbidden spirit and its majesty.
Not good!
The Spear Master quickly withdrew his spear mid-air to retreat, but it was a step too slow because the ripple created by Qin Yu's delicate Flute Sword had already encompassed a diameter of five meters, along with her swinging arm.
Go!
Swish!
The direction reversed.
The mass of arrows transformed into a giant arrow eagle, like an eagle spreading its wings...
