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"Fire the arrows!"
Jiang Zhengyi watched the martial artists of Red Soul Hall who disdained them and angrily gave the order.
The soldiers of Divine Sun City, having also noticed the enemy's contempt, were filled with rage, which they unleashed through the silver arrow feathers they shot.
Hissss—
Sizzle—
Countless arrow feathers tore through the void, striking the bodies of those Red Soul Hall martial artists.
Just a second ago, they had been full of disdain for the arrows about to fall upon them, believing that such arrows could not possibly harm them.
However, when the arrow feathers pierced their bodies, piercing through their vital points and they felt their spiritual power instantly drained, a look of horror appeared on everyone's faces.
They had never imagined that the seemingly inconsequential arrows fired by the martial artists of Divine Sun City could be so powerful.
