Hearing this, Mo Cheng knew that Xiao Kun was determined to kill him. His aged face twisted ferociously, the fear in his heart instantly turning into rage as he roared, "Mo Family members, kill this bastard for me!"
At Mo Cheng's words, the Mo Family members froze. Just as some were hesitating over whether to attack, several of Mo Cheng's most loyal followers had already nocked their arrows.
In an instant, arrows rained down from the Mo Family's walls, blotting out the sky as they shot toward Xiao Kun. Among them was a crossbow bolt as thick as a baby's arm.
Faced with such a scene, Xiao Kun merely smiled disdainfully. He summoned the Fallen Heart Flame and formed it into an invisible wall before him.
The countless arrows flying toward Xiao Kun could only melt into droplets of molten iron and fall from the sky.
As for the crossbow bolt as thick as a baby's arm, after making the invisible Heavenly Flame wall tremble slightly, it too melted into a large mass of molten iron and fell from the air like an ordinary arrow.
That crossbow bolt, which had made Xiao Kun's Heavenly Flame wall tremble, had been fired from a specially made ballista that Mo Cheng had secretly purchased at great cost. Even a Dou Wang would suffer grave injuries if struck by it.
The moment Mo Cheng emerged, he had anticipated the possibility of openly falling out. He had therefore ordered the special crossbow bolts prepared long ago, intending to deliver a fatal blow the moment things turned hostile.
The Mo Family members, Mo Cheng included, watched the arrows before Xiao Kun melt into iron in that bizarre manner, and their hearts immediately turned cold. They knew this mysterious man was no ordinary expert.
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