An Qing was furious: "I don't believe this lousy array can be maintained forever. After I defeat you, I'll settle accounts with that little stutterer!"
An Qing's eyes were bloodshot, and he swung his large sword to attack Cui Tianxiao. Cui Tianxiao was not intimidated. "Whiz, whiz, whiz," three Thunder Arrows were shot, precisely knocking down the metallic sword gang one by one. An Qing's attack missed, and he swung his sword horizontally with one hand while summoning elemental power with the other:
"Eight Thousand Bees—!"
Countless spiral cone stings the size of thumbs whirled through the air, emitting a low humming sound as they sped towards Cui Tianxiao.
Cui Tianxiao sneered coldly: "Pah, after so many years, don't you have any new tricks?"
