He had a thought, and as he crossed the city wall, he reached out with a gentle gesture: "Bow, come."
The guard on duty didn't even have time to react. The longbow and sharp arrow he was holding had already risen into the air, drawing a streamer of light, whistling into Chen Ping's hand.
"Boom..."
An arrow was shot.
The air ahead blasted apart.
The long arrow, still in the air, emitted a roaring sound like thunder, rubbing out the intent of blazing fire, and in a flash, it arrived at the assassin's back.
"What a fast arrow."
Qiuguan's heart sank slightly. Using all his strength, his arm seemed boneless as the sword light swiftly slashed backward,
twisting his body to dodge while breaking through the wind to escape.
Puff...
The sword light severed the arrow's light, but before Qiuguan could breathe a sigh of relief, his left arm felt a chill, and a tremendous force shook his entire body.
