Drawing the bow, setting the arrow, holding breath and focusing, targeting the aim, a flick of the finger, a black beam shot towards Nangong Bing once more. The speed was exceedingly fast.
With a whizz, it didn't even allow Nangong Shui to react.
"Courting death!"
Lin Zifeng had already noticed the middle-aged man who wielded the bone bow. The war spear swiftly shot out.
"Clang!"
A crisp metallic collision sound rang out, and that big iron arrow immediately shattered into fragments upon colliding with the war spear.
Using this opportunity, Nangong Shui's eyes focused, fearing the Heavenly Painting Halberd would be snatched by others, covering his wound, preparing to go forward and pull out the war spear for Lin Zifeng. But as soon as he touched the war spear, an invisible murderous intent emanated from the spear body.
"Pop~"
The violent energy bounced Nangong Shui back tens of meters. If the old man hadn't reacted quickly to catch him, he might have been bounced even further.
