In front of Jinyang City!
Qin Army camp!
Zhao Feng held his bow, six arrows nocked on the Profound Iron Bow. Under Zhao Feng's immense strength, the Profound Iron Bow—which ordinary men could not even draw—was instantaneously pulled into a full moon.
Bang!
The Profound Iron Bow quivered.
The six arrows, like bolts of lightning, shot out in an instant, splitting the air.
Almost in that very instant.
Bang, bang, bang.
The hearts of the six targets were pierced through in a flash.
"It has to be our Lord's archery—six arrows like a string of pearls, not a single one misses," Tu Sui said with a smile from the side.
"Indeed."
"Compared to our Lord's flawless six-arrow string, my best is only two in succession," Zhang Han also said with a smile.
"Once you both attain Innate Realm, with the proper cultivation level, and your inner strength turns into True Qi, your powers will be even greater," Zhao Feng smiled.
