With quick eyesight and quick hands, he put three long arrows on his bow.

In a blink of an eye, the string was drawn, and then the bow was as full as the moon.

"Boy, do you have some tricks?"

He Songling sneered, rolled with energy, loosened the bow string, and fired three long arrows like the wind, facing the burning arrow in front of him.

Three arrows.

An arrow and a burning arrow were touching each other head-on, tip to tip.

The other two arrows hit the rocket from above and below.

Three arrows flanking attack.

The four arrows were stagnant in mid-air for a second.

All speed seemed to suddenly disappear.

The corners of He Songling's mouth raised, revealing a somewhat disdainful smile.

But before he could say anything.

boom!

All three arrows were destroyed, leaving only one.
Chapter completed!