"Xuanyi Guard!?"
Li Fuzhou's sleeve swept through the air, gathering all the arrows flying within three zhang around him, and then his brow furrowed.
The Xuanyi Guard was a knife that the Great Yan Emperor hung over the Great Yan Martial World, their fame so immense, it could not be disregarded or unheard of.
These were the characteristic Breaking Strength Flying Crossbows of the Xuanyi Guard, the arrowheads not only had deadly poison but also child-mother mysterious sun iron, specially designed to counteract the Qi Force of those within Jianghu.
The sight of those arrows shooting through the air and forcefully nailing halfway into the ground where they missed showed just how powerful their momentum was.
The arrows fell like rain, dense and without leaving the slightest gap.
"Whiz whiz whiz!" "Whiz whiz whiz!"
