Cultivators' conflicts are full of deception, life-and-death battles.
The weaker party has nowhere to die.
"Quick, hide behind me."
Lin Feng said in a deep voice, pulling Ziyuan behind him. He summoned the Black Dragon Sword and slashed toward the incoming arrows.
Clang clang clang...
A series of forceful, clanging collisions echoed.
The arrows fired at them were felled by Lin Feng.
The others quickly summoned their weapons to defend against the incoming arrows.
Pfft!
Suddenly, the sound of flesh being pierced rang out.
"Ah!" A chilling scream followed.
Fan Lingfeng was hit by an arrow, pierced through his left chest, the arrow passing instantly through his body.
Swoosh...
Another arrow fired, aiming for Fan Lingfeng's head.
Lin Feng's face slightly changed, and he quickly swung his battle sword, cleaving the arrow targeting Fan Lingfeng's head.
"The restriction, activate..."
