Xiao Zheng single-handedly battled three Early Innate masters, his fists and legs flying, moving with effortless ease.
Suddenly, he felt a strong gust of wind. He punched Yan Han away and turned his head, his pupils abruptly constricted.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
Seven feathered arrows shot through the sky, aimed directly at Xiao Zheng, each carrying the momentum of a lethal strike.
Qin Batian, wielding the Treasure Carving Bow, revealed a ferocious smile, "In today's Jianghu, the masters who can block my Seven-star Linked Pearl Arrow are but a few! Evil God, your death is certain!"
What the heck?
Seven-star Linked Pearl Arrow?
Xiao Zheng quickly dodged, shocked to find that the seven arrows were not released at once but one after another, each arrow pointing toward his vital parts.
The one coming straight at him was ferocious, aiming to pierce Xiao Zheng's heart.
"Hahahaha..."
