But now it seems, I underestimated the power of these monks and nuns.
Even without the Heavenly Monk making a move, these monks and nuns could easily defuse the rocket attack, almost unscathed, and with minimal consumption, leaving my plan foiled.
At this mont, Tie Kuangtu already had arrows nocked on the string, simultaneously fitting two arrows aid at the rchant ship a few hundred steps away. Seizing the timing of the fourth wave of rockets soaring through the air, he suddenly drew and shot.
The action was accomplished in one fluid motion, without a trace of hesitation, remarkably perfect!
Boing, boing!!
The two arrows instantly tore through the air, electric-like, toward Bu Chi, who was adjusting the rchant ship that had just been set in motion.
As the arrows pierced through the air, the bowstring continued to vibrate and hum violently.
These two arrows, in the dark night, were like two streaks of lightning disappearing into the sky full of rockets, inconspicuous yet brimming with deadly intent, heading straight for Bu Chi.
From within Tie Kuangtu’s heart, he could clearly feel the two arrows, after being fired, subtly arc under the infusion of Yin Yang Two Gods Power, shifting slightly from their initial straight path towards Bu Chi and on the other side to Fengni Zhulian.
With the subtle connections of the Yin Yang Two Gods, Tie Kuangtu had a strange premonition upon releasing the arrows that clearly told him the respective tis the two arrows would arrive, as well as their ultimate potential impact points.
As the two arrows crossed two hundred steps and neared the rchant ship, Bu Chi and his companions were just beginning to react.
Tie Kuangtu couldn’t help but feel excitent and pride, casting a sidelong glance at Jiang Dali, noting the expression on Jiang Dali’s iron-cold face.
He judged at this mont that even if Bu Chi and Fengni Zhulian wanted to evade, it was already too late, and one of them would surely perish under his arrow.
Indeed, this was exactly the case, as the faces of Bu Chi and his companions turned dramatically.
Unexpectedly, at that mont, Shi Feixuan, who had remained motionless, suddenly quivered, her Spirit Platform clear and pure, her eyes withdrawing their divine light, emitting a mysterious and unfathomable aura, flashed like a specter, and her Sekong Sword suddenly unsheathed, tracing an arcing path of an electric flash.
With a "ding" sound, the longsword swiftly and precisely t one of the high-speed moving arrows scarcely visible to the naked eye, colliding sword against arrow.
"Die!"
Tie Kuangtu suddenly shouted.
Arrows infused with the rampant and fierce Qi Force and Tie Kuangtu’s Yin Yang Two Gods Power suddenly unleashed a powerful spiritual shock.
However, a screeching sound accompanied by fleeting sparks as the Sekong Sword glanced off the arrow, deflecting it from its initial trajectory, grazing Bu Chi’s bald head, the shockwave tearing open a bloody gash across his scalp.
The Sekong Sword, following Shi Feixuan’s silhouette, without losing montum, spun fiercely with an ensuing strike at the side of another arrow that shot toward Fengni Zhulian’s chest.
With a dull explosion.
The arrow engulfed in Tie Kuangtu’s Yin Yang Two Gods Power was instantly shattered by the sword tip’s sun-like explosive Sword Qi. The entire arrow couldn’t withstand the encroaching power, bursting into countless dust-like fragnts.
"Ah!"
Tie Kuangtu’s complexion turned pale, feeling as if a giant hamr had violently struck his head with unbearable pain, and the released portion of Yin Yang Two Gods Power crumbled, his spirit wounded, leaving just a single incredulous thought amid his chaotic mind.
"Primordial Spirit?!!"
The sudden dramatic change occurred too quickly for the surrounding soldiers, witnessing what seed to be Tie Kuangtu unleashing grand Divine Power. They only saw Tie Kuangtu fire two arrows, not seeing any carnage among the enemies, yet he started his own lant, baffled and confused.
Only Jiang Dali, who had been using Spiritual Sense to remotely sense fluctuations on the rchant ship, imdiately sensed sothing amiss. His sharp Spiritual Sense captured the unusual and familiar yet strange Primordial Spirit Qi chanism suddenly exploding from Shi Feixuan.
"Di Ni!? And... Heavenly Monk?"
anwhile, the abruptly powered-up Shi Feixuan on the rchant ship also trembled, her veiled face pale, her eyes conveying an evolving mix of compassion and world-weariness, transitioning to cold ruthlessness, then to pained resolution, an extrely complex expression, as if three personalities clashed fervently within her mind.
Such an astonishing change left Buchen and Buchi and their companions at a loss, unable to comprehend what just occurred with Shi Feixuan.
"Load the rockets!"
At the embanknt, Jiang Dali shouted, leaping like a dragon, fiercely casting Tie Kuangtu to the ground, stepping on Tie Kuangtu’s arching back, grabbing the bow ford by Tie Kuangtu’s arm armor, intending to draw and shoot at the Sky Wolf.
"Prince!"
A quick-witted officer personally fetched a rocket, handed it to Jiang Dali, striking it to ignite a fla, bringing it to the arrow’s tip, causing the unlit strip of cloth to vigorously catch fire, sending a plu of dense smoke.
Jiang Dali swiftly nocked the arrow and drew the bow, his muscles revealed beneath his torn Strong Clothes suddenly compact and sinewy like twisted steel, easily drawing the 20-stone heavy bow into a full moon.
To one side, an officer only felt the intense, suffocating wind as Jiang Dali drew the bowstring, as if once the bowstring was released, it would shoot Tie Kuangtu, along with the bow, away, causing them to step aside in shock and fear.
"Haa!!"
Jiang Dali roared furiously, expelling breath, as the Yin Yang Two Gods Power rged with Vajra True Qi into the arrow, the arrow instantly glowing like burnished gold, invincible, as the bowstring released in that instant—
"Swoosh!"
Accompanied by a sharp whistle, the golden arrow tore through the air like a golden bolt of lightning, leaving a fleeting golden wave in the night scene for all eyes, the fla at the arrow’s head compressed into smoke form, streaking hundreds of steps in a blink, reaching the top of Shi Feixuan’s head.
A terrifying arrow, upright, magnificent, and aweso!
"Be careful, martial niece!!"
Already prepared, Bu Chen howled angrily, suddenly raising a Zen Stick, his whole body bursting with an overwhelmingly strong montum, apparently ready to block.
However, just as the Zen Stick was midway raised, the golden arrow at unmatched speed pierced through the nine scars on his head, the flaming arrowhead not extinguishing, instead erging from the back of his head, continuing straight for Shi Feixuan.
In that extrely critical mont.
The three expressions rapidly changed in Shi Feixuan’s eyes, with the compassionate, worldly-wearied look suddenly transitioning into deeper sorrow, gradually vanishing, leaving only the cold ruthlessness and pained resolution.
Ultimately, even the pained resolution quickly faded.
Shi Feixuan’s eyes dazzled, her veil fluttered without wind, the Sekong Sword once more drawing a marvelous curved line, suddenly pointing at the terrifying gold flash-like incoming sword.
Ding!!
The sharp sword tip, improbably, accurately struck the compressed fla to the size of an egg on the arrowhead, instantly erupting with two semicircle-shaped Qi Forces and spiritual powers clashing head-on.
Shi Feixuan’s body quivered, veins on her fair arms bulging under her sleeves, her entire robe fluttering fiercely, montum at its peak, with the surrounding air seemingly paused, vacuously still as if lacking even a whisper of wind.
Suddenly—
Her sleeves, blooming like rotating chrysanthemums under the fierce Qi Force, exploded thunderously, exposing a bright red Guardian Palace Sand on her arm.
On the embanknt, Jiang Dali groaned, bleeding from seven orifices, his head spinning, as the Yin Yang Two Gods were shaken and injured by the Primordial Spirit Power bursting from Shi Feixuan’s body.
Whoosh!
Shi Feixuan seized the opportunity, sidestepping sideways, the deck under her feet pulverizing under the trendous impact.
Screech——
The golden arrow imbued with Jiang Dali’s spiritual power struck against Sekong Sword’s edge, sparking brilliantly, the arrow’s fla reigniting, embedding into the ship’s main sail with a swish.
Whoosh!——!
The fla imdiately set the sail ablaze, swiftly expanding under the wind like a burning cloud, smoke billowing...
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