They fought for thousands of moves, yet neither could gain the upper hand.
Jiang Bin coughed up blood, with droplets seeping from a bloody hole on his forehead.
This made him appear even weaker. He pushed Qin Hao back, standing in the void, and sighed, "It seems I have to resort to an old friend. Young man, don't think I'm bullying you. There's never absolute fairness in this world."
"You talk too much."
Qin Hao sneered coldly, his expression wary, not making an immediate move.
Clearly, Jiang Bin was about to unleash a major attack, and Qin Hao remained very cautious. Such a strong person's tactics are absolutely terrifying; if he's not careful, he could suffer greatly, and it's possible he might even be killed.
Jiang Bin smiled faintly, not caring at all about Qin Hao's words.
A longsword appeared in his hand, shimmering with radiant light, emanating a powerful aura.
Heavenly runes entwined upon it; this was a Heavenly Person's Magical Artifact.
