Accompanied by a buzzing sound, the feathered arrow seemed to be crying in the air, and also seemed to be roaring in filial piety. The flying snowflakes became more and more violent, buzzing in waves.

That arrow came from the building and was meant to kill someone.

The long sword in Yao Chen's hand gave off a burst of luster. It was the surging innate true energy that instantly enveloped the long sword.

In an instant,

The long sword flew away, leaving a patch of light in the night.

"Qiang"

That arrow, that sword,

They collided together and made a shrill buzz.

However, Gu Zhan didn't care about the outcome of arrows and swords.

because,

that moment,

He threw away his bow and drew his sword,
Chapter completed!