Clang! Clang! Clang!
The one who attacked was none other than the Nine Bends Sword Zhong Zhen, one of the Thirteen Grand Protectors of the Mount Songh Sect!
He stood tall with a cold face resembling Yama, his eyes glowing with a ghostly light, as if an Asura walking out of hell.
At this moment, his sword danced in his hand, the blade vibrating and ringing, fully unleashing his eerie sword technique. In the void, sword shadows surged endlessly, spinning into whirlwinds that seemed to reflect and counter everything as if forming nine bends and eighteen curves.
Such a sword skill clearly reached the First-class Supreme Realm!
But even with such prowess, when Ding Ling's arrow blasted towards his sword, boom boom boom! The arrowheads exploded in succession, shattering his Nine Bends Sword into three pieces, catching him unprepared.
He was hit in the chest by the three arrows that followed closely!
Boom boom boom!
The arrowheads exploded.
