Buzz~!
In mid-air, the Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword returned blood-stained, a glacial white radiance flowing along the blade yet not tainted by a drop of blood.
"Retrieve."
Qin Yang drew the Jade-handled Dragon Roar Sword back into his Sea of Consciousness.
"Huff-huff..."
Even with the constitution of a Cultivator, at this moment Qin Yang couldn't help but breathe lightly, the defense against that Arrow of Destruction had truly taxed him.
"Boss, are you alright?"
"Young Master Qin..."
"..."
Li Xinyan, Zhao Hui, Bi Luoyue, Elder Gu You, Ling Jianzi, and other comrades quickly surrounded Qin Yang.
"I'm fine."
Seeing the concern in their eyes, Qin Yang's complexion turned slightly pale. He shook his head, the power of that Arrow of Destruction was indeed astounding; at that moment, he felt a sliver of the threat of death.
Immediately, Qin Yang's gaze shifted, landing on the Bow of Destruction tightly gripped in Count Hilcon's hand.
