At this moment, Liu Qing writhed on the ground in agony, his body also completely lacking the aura of strength from days past. His dantian had been scorched away, his cultivation base totally lost.
"You... you... what are you going to do?"
The wails ceased as Liu Qing sensed the murderous intent from the two approaching figures. Clenching his teeth to stave off the searing pain, he tilted his paper-white face skyward, his eyes filled with wariness.
Now that his cultivation base was gone, despite his still formidable physical constitution, if he didn't receive timely lifesaving aid, his very life was at stake, let alone combat?
The two figures in front stopped a zhang away from Liu Qing.
"Chu He, I'll attack him. If he strikes back, you cover for me," Chu Yi said unabashedly to the adjacent Chu He, while taking out the Overlord Bow and a full quiver of arrows.
Each arrow radiated fluctuations of a magic artifact, visibly a quiver full of lower-grade Heavenly arrows.
