Gu Yangyun lowered his head and glanced at the bloody hole in his chest as it healed, then said with a smile to Qi Lingyu:
"Brother Qi, if you had released this Supreme Divine Weapon and decisively pierced my skull, I would probably already be dead."
Qi Lingyu held the foot-long feathered needle in his palm and said quietly:
"I'm not that despicable!"
"Thank you, Brother Qi."
Gu Yangyun smiled and cupped his hands in thanks.
Qi Lingyu narrowed his eyes, his face filled with solemnity. He could not help muttering inwardly:
"Even if I had directly attacked his head when I released the Supreme Divine Weapon just now, to be honest, I wouldn't have been absolutely sure I could kill him with it!"
"This person is too strange!"
Gu Yangyun said with a smile, "Then let's continue!"
Qi Lingyu asked, "I've already brought out a Supreme Divine Weapon. Didn't your sect give you a few defensive divine weapons?"
Gu Yangyun shook his head. "There's no need."
Qi Lingyu froze for a moment, feeling as though he had been ignored. Anger immediately rose in his heart:
"In that case, don't blame me for bullying you with my superior strength!"
In the next instant.
With a thought from Qi Lingyu, the feathered needle Supreme Divine Weapon shot straight toward Gu Yangyun.
This time, Qi Lingyu aimed at Gu Yangyun's head. Gu Yangyun sensed it in advance and dodged with a flash.
At the same time, Qi Lingyu followed closely behind the feathered needle with his sword in hand. The moment Gu Yangyun evaded the Supreme Divine Weapon, he thrust his sword forward.
With a clang, the sharp sword tip struck Gu Yangyun's chest, yet failed to pierce his flesh.
Just then, the feathered needle flew back again, and its tremendous force