"Hmph, there's no need for you to worry about what us human Martial Artists should do."
Liu Yizhou sneered.
At the sa ti, he looked at Su Yue and the others with surprise.
That's right.
Liu Yizhou was confused.
What exactly are these young ones trying to do?
Trying to shoot down the high-altitude Palm Eye Race?
Don't kid yourself.
Without the power of a Grandmaster, it's not even worth thinking about.
If it weren't for the disdain of the Palm Eye Race's Red Archer, that girl would be the first to die.
Su Qingfeng frowned as he looked at the burning radar.
Then he stared at his son.
What exactly is he doing?
Yet Su Qingfeng instinctively felt that it wasn't simple.
His son causing such a stir surely wasn't a joke.
"Hahaha... Have all your human Grandmasters died?
"Why send an ant my way? I am a Grandmaster of the Palm Eye Race; I disdain fighting an ant, she is unworthy."
Above the firmant, Ying Fenghuang laughed wildly.
Truly laughable.
A re Third Grade aiming so high, is she here just to beg for rcy?
Though this Third Grade injured with an arrow earlier, that was the power of the Eighth Grade and has nothing to do with her.
"I, Gong Ling, representing the Arrow Line of the human race, have co to take your life!"
Gong Ling has not yet reached her limit.
The scenery at her feet rapidly receded, and Gong Ling calmly raised her head. Facing the vast mountains and rivers, she felt a strange calm.
She was sowhat timid, not accustod to the fierce bravado typical of a Martial Artist.
But with the Chief Xuan Bow in her hand, and her feet treading on the void, Gong Ling possessed an unparalleled urge to sever mountains and rivers with an arrow.
Her pupils sparkled with unprecedented confidence.
With this shot, she was determined to slay the demon and protect the lives behind her.
"Gong Ling, well done!"
Su Yue was already in position.
He was suspended 200 ters in the air by the Evil Crow, and as soon as Gong Ling was ready, he could trigger the Qi Blood from the back pressing position.
This Qi Blood transforr had a truly imnse pressure.
"Hahaha, in your Divine Land, you might say it's like an insect trying to move a tree.
"I disdain to kill you, but I will break through your Divine Land's Defense Array. I'll show worthless Martial Artists like you what a Celestial Arrow God truly is!"
Confronted by Gong Ling's challenge, Ying Fenghuang only felt it was ridiculous.
Third Grade.
Aiming to challenge a Grandmaster is one thing, but trying to kill a Grandmaster with an arrow?
It is the biggest joke in the world.
"Just a few more breaths, and the Suspended Arrow Tower will be fully charged!"
Ying Fenghuang completely ignored Gong Ling.
Just a fly, this arrow is ant to destroy the Divine Land camp.
There was no helping it; both Ying Fenghuang's injury and the endurance of the Suspended Arrow Tower didn't allow for a prolonged battle.
Buzz!
Finally, Ying Fenghuang drew his longbow.
Once again, he aid its arrowhead at the eye of the Luojian Beast King.
At this ti, a light appeared atop the Suspended Arrow Tower, dazzling like sunlight.
Indeed.
The direction of the arrowhead trampled all that lay before it.
Ying Fenghuang was already gaining montum for the arrow.
On the ground.
The Luojian Beast King roared anxiously, accompanied by nearby Luojian Beasts.
They were urging their king to leave imdiately.
Even ordinary Luojian Beasts could sense that this arrow would severely wound the king.
All human Grandmasters frowned.
The Luojian Beast King's deanor was off.
"Luojian Beast King, if this arrow wounds you, I, Su Qingfeng, will take responsibility for your injuries. I promise I will personally guard your Luojian Beast Forest until you recover, and our Divine Land will compensate you generously.
"One last stand!"
At this mont, Su Qingfeng spoke.
Roar!
Indeed, after several roars, the Luojian Beast King finally quietened down.
After all, Su Qingfeng was a benefactor; this favor couldn't be ignored.
"Hahaha, Luojian Beast King, you stupid beast!"
Mo Kai sneered, cursing in demon language.
The other Ninth Grade of different races laughed wildly as well.
At this point, the deciding factor of the battlefield had shifted to this arrow from the Suspended Arrow Tower.
Ninth Grade strength was extrely formidable.
They could see the situation atop the Suspended Arrow Tower.
Liu Yizhou and the others looked gravely serious.
Things weren't going well.
Though Ying Fenghuang had been heavily injured by Fang Liyan's arrow, he was undoubtedly the strongest Sixth Grade Arrow God under Ying Mountain Ridge.
His arrow inflicted a sharpness that even this group of Ninth Grade could feel.
Against the Luojian Beast King, it truly was more than enough.
As for Mo Kai and the others, they were filled with ridicule.
Especially Ying Mountain Ridge, who never worried about Ying Fenghuang.
Ying Fenghuang was Ying Mountain Ridge's nephew, the most talented and intelligent junior of the Palm Eye Race.
Though he was a Sixth Grade, he was the youngest Sixth Grade in the history of the Palm Eye Race.
Ying Fenghuang was Ying Mountain Ridge's greatest pride.
Even at the cost of ten cities, none were more important than Ying Fenghuang, the heir to his legacy.
Moreover, the Peak Elder of the Eight Races Sacred Land had specifically summoned Ying Fenghuang.
His future was destined to be glorious.
...
Buzz buzz buzz!
Buzz buzz buzz!
In the sky, the arrow glow from Ying Fenghuang was becoming ever more glaring; so lower-level Martial Artists couldn't even look directly at it anymore.
Indeed.
It was already more dazzling than sunlight.
"Gong Ling is in place, my turn!"
Su Yue watched as Gong Ling got in position, then took a deep breath.
Boom!
As he began to operate the middle-pressure battle strategy, the five flas on the burning radar erupted instantly.
Indeed.
Like a bonfire doused in oil, like fireworks exploding.
In that instant, five masses of fire ford five fearso fire dragons, twisting their fiery bodies, they shot straight towards the sky, with thunder and wind roaring in their wake, even exploding into a series of sonic booms.
Epheral fireworks.
Scarlet flas reaching the heavens.
Be they ordinary Martial Artists or battling Grandmasters, they were all taken aback.
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