Before the dense rain of arrows, the Curved Saber Association members fell one after another.
In the end, only four remained, charging close.
The Divine Bow Sect began to retreat. Suddenly, one of them turned into an afterimage, power rippling around him like mist and vapor as he charged at Liu Yitian with unbelievable speed.
Everyone was startled. Liu Yitian flung aside his longbow and drew a pair of Mandarin Duck Blades for close combat.
Just as the two were about to meet, the man abruptly changed direction. His body shrank, turning into a black line like a sharp arrow as he flew toward Xu Fang.
Liu Yitian froze for an instant, then fiercely hurled a Mandarin Duck Blade at the black shadow. It missed.
Xu Fang instinctively dodged backward.
The disciples of the other sects had not even reacted. They could only watch helplessly as the black line shot toward Xu Fang.
Suddenly, a tall figure appeared between Xu Fang and the black shadow. A phantom of a colossal black tiger flashed behind Zhou Hen and vanished, while a tyrannical burst of force spread in all directions, covering the black line like a giant net.
The next instant, the black line scattered.
Thirty zhang away, a short sword on the ground exploded into black mist. The mist took shape, becoming the person who had intended to ambush Xu Fang.
The man turned and glanced at the masked Zhou Hen. Wings spread from his back, and with a flutter, he transformed into a black bird, soaring into the sky and plunging into Far-Reaching City.
Xu Fang stood dazed for several breaths before finally understanding the other party's vicious intent. Her body swayed, and she sat down on the ground.
Li Qingxian looked toward Xu Fang. They had first smeared her