The arrow, breaking away, is too fast to be traced.

Ao Qianyu's eyes widened, her pupils tightened, and her vision was full of dazzling golden awns until she covered her whole body.

She can feel that the three arrows contain a monstrous atmosphere. If she is hit by three arrows, she will surely die without any chance of survival.

But can she escape?

The roaring voice came out, the golden awn cracked, the whole space was covered by smoke and dust, the wind whistled, with a strong wind, blowing on Aoxing's face, painless, but it made his whole body tremble.

He and Ao Qianyu, both of whom belong to the...