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The bow in Wang Yan's hands was, of course, the Thousand Spirit Arrow he had seized from the female cultivator of the Wang Household. Now that he had reached major completion of the Cultivation Realm, he could just barely wield it...
Naturally, this was a killing move meant for cultivators of his own level!
"Damn it!" The black-clad, masked cultivator was in midair. How could he possibly dodge? Dark green light suddenly surged from his hands, and an enormous shield of the same color appeared before him...
In an instant!
Clang, clang, clang! An ear-splitting storm of metal striking metal erupted like a shower of rain, bursting wildly in all directions. Countless tree trunks were pierced straight through, sending wood chips and broken branches flying...
"Ah!" With a scream, the black-clad, masked cultivator plunged from the sky, blasted backward. Countless holes had been punched through his dark green shield, and blood scattered through the air as he flew. He was clearly badly wounded.
"Huh? The Thousand Spirit Arrow!" exclaimed the leader of the Black-Clad Masked Cultivators as he caught up from behind. Greed blazed in his eyes as he stared at the Thousand Spirit Arrow in Wang Yan's hands!
Thud! The wounded masked cultivator struck the ground. He was not dead, however, and struggled to rise...
"Go!" Wang Yan had landed as well. At the sight, he pulled sharply on the Thousand Spirit Arrow. With a series of whistles, threads of red light streamed into the bow, and he drew it back hard!
Hum! A cluster of golden arrows shimmered into being on the Thousand Spirit Arrow!
"Stop!" the masked leader hurriedly shouted at the sight...
"Wait...!" the