As the bowstring reached its full draw, a transparent arrow of light formed on the bow. The Black-Clad Man released it, and the arrow shot out in a flash, straight toward the cultivator surnamed Zheng.
A layer of ice appeared over the Zheng cultivator's body. It was the ice-element defensive spell, Water-to-Ice Transformation. With Yin Demon Possession, its power was far greater than that of an ordinary cultivator's spell. He assumed he would be unharmed, but then came a soft pop. The arrow of light pierced his chest and flew out through his back.
The Zheng cultivator cried out in agony, staggered a few steps, and fell to the ground. The Black-Clad Man immediately turned his gaze to the cultivator surnamed Fei.
Fei inwardly cried out that this was bad. The bow was so powerful that he could neither dodge nor withstand it. He cursed Du the Third until his ancestors were drenched in blood. That man was good for nothing but causing trouble.
He pushed off with his feet, darted out of the cave, and bolted uphill like a streak of smoke. The Black-Clad Man emerged after him and cast a seemingly casual glance toward the spot where Yan Chihuo was hiding. Then he drew his bow and shot at Fei.
Fei had already fled more than two li, but he still couldn't evade the shot. The arrow flew straight for his back. Suddenly, a rosy glow rose around him. The arrow struck it with a bang, and the arrow and the glow both shuddered violently twice before vanishing.
The Black-Clad Man seemed slightly taken aback. Just as he was about to shoot a third arrow, he suddenly sensed an extremely keen Sword Qi bearing down on him. Its power seemed to surpass even that of Fei's.
He drifted