Qiong Lie's side was closing in. They were still over three hundred zhang away from Ling Tian and the others, but after another one or two volleys of arrows, they would be within two hundred zhang. At that distance, they could use their Dao arts, and Ling Tian's group would never be able to withstand them. Thinking of this, Qiong Lie's side grew extremely excited. They ordered the cultivators of the Heavenly Mechanism Battalion to keep attacking, and another volley of arrows shot forth, once again using the Arcing Arrow Technique.
Using the same trick again, Ling Tian and Fairy Meng Shang intercepted the arrows once more. But with Mo Lei gone, they could intercept fewer of them. Mo Yu, Mo Yan, and the others fought with the last of their strength, while the Heavenly Mechanism Battalion had been greatly reduced in number, weakening the Arrow Formation's power. As a result, not many arrows slipped through.
"Heh, cousin, they can only manage one more volley." Mo Yan gave a mocking laugh. But when he saw Qiong Lie and the others only a little over a hundred zhang away, his expression turned slightly grave. "Cousin, they'll be able to use their Dao arts if they get any closer. We should retreat too."
"Mm." Ling Tian had also seen Li Yang and the others itching to act. He nodded. "Great-grandfather, you all withdraw slowly first. We'll hold them off for a little longer."
Zi Ling and the others obeyed Ling Tian's order without hesitation. They fired their arrow techniques as they retreated.
Seeing Zi Ling and the others fall back, Qiong Lie's side was greatly encouraged. Li Yang was especially smug. "Heh, they really are retreating. Let's hurry after them. We'll force them out of the arena in no time."
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