"Roar~!!"
Barrello looked up to the sky and let out a thunderous roar. Imdiately, his pair of nacing pale-gold eyes, filled with ferocity and murderous intent, locked onto Qin Yang.
"Heh heh, Huaxia man, today you are destined to die!"
Barrello issued a loud, sinister laugh, as if he had already envisioned Qin Yang being torn to shreds by the Arrow of Destruction.
The next mont, Barrello released the golden bowstring in his hand.
BOOM!!!
From the Bow of Destruction, the three-ter-long Arrow of Destruction shot forth, the air resonating with a sharp golden sound like a tidal wave sweeping through.
An invisible airflow ford around the Arrow of Destruction, as it streaked toward Qin Yang in the night sky!
Such was its might that even a towering mountain would crumble under this earth-shattering arrow.
At that mont, the gaze of everyone at Feipu Manor was fixed on that arrow.
"Werewolves are indeed formidable."
Asakawa Taiyi in the sky above Feipu Grand Hotel narrowed his profound gaze; even he could not withstand this arrow.
"Die, coming here just to die. At least you can take a last look at this ruined manor before you go."
A glint of cold light flashed in Chizuru Ayamai's blood-colored spiral-patterned eyes.
"Boss!"
Seeing the Arrow of Destruction illuminating half the night sky, Li Xinyan's face turned pale, and she couldn't help but grip her whitening hand tightly.
This arrow was far more terrifying than the one that seriously injured Clan Leader Nangong Feng, could the boss withstand it?
Under the golden light, over twenty mbers of the Tang Sect standing atop the tall trees all stared intently at the Arrow of Destruction shooting through the air.
"This arrow, that little wretch is dood!"
Tang Zhen's gaze was solemn as he declared definitively.
He knew in his heart that he couldn't withstand this arrow, who knew the werewolves had such formidable ans. Luckily, after these werewolves killed the people of Feipu Manor, they would clash with the Woren.
"Hmm."
Beside him, Grand Elder Tang Mu nodded gravely, though he knew attacks of such level couldn't be launched continuously by the werewolves.
"Tsk tsk, even if I can't kill this little wretch, witnessing his miserable death will be quite satisfying."
On the tall trees, the one-ard Qiu Mingyan's eyes glowed with fanaticism and pleasure.
"Little rascal!"
In the night sky, Ruan Xinxue broke free from Qin Yang's arms and urgently called out, seeing the Sharp Gold Arrow speeding towards them.
Qin Yang gently nodded, his dark eyes turned and looked at the earth-shattering arrow heading his way.
Facing the terrifying, destructive aura and the tidal wave-like roar of the Sharp Gold Long Arrow, a profound calmness resided in his deep black eyes, yet hidden beneath that calmness was endless killing intent.
Slowly, just as the Arrow of Destruction was only three ters from Qin Yang, he raised his right hand, aligning his fingers together to point at the earth-shattering arrow.
An extre cold Ice Spiritual Power gushed out from his united fingers, instantly enveloping the fearsoly destructive Sharp Gold Long Arrow.
A layer of ice quickly ford over the Sharp Gold Arrow.
Swish!
The golden Arrow of Destruction, roaring through the air, suddenly halted just three ters in front of Qin Yang as if a speeding train had co to a sudden stop.
This scene made everyone's eyes widen in an instant.
"Shatter."
Qin Yang's expression was unperturbed, his palm opened and gently twisted.
Crack!
The Arrow of Destruction that seed capable of splitting a thousand-foot mountain instantaneously shattered inch by inch into ice shards, falling from the sky.
Afterward, not a trace of it was left in the void.
The earth-shattering arrow vanished into nothingness with just a wave of Qin Yang's hand.
"Impossible, impossible, how could you possibly block the Arrow of Destruction blessed by the God of Destruction…!"
Watching Qin Yang effortlessly stop the Arrow of Destruction, Barrello's pale-gold eyes shrank abruptly, and a roar of disbelief erupted from his nacing wolf mouth.
In mid-air, Ariel also showed a look of imnse astonishnt in her wolf eyes!
"Blocked? It was blocked so easily!"
On the top floor of Feipu Grand Hotel, Asakawa Taiyi and Chizuru Ayamai's eyes both shrank simultaneously, filled equally with incredulity.
Hidden within their disbelief was a hint of dread.
"Boss."
The strong concern in Li Xinyan's eyes instantly turned to delight.
"How could it be! In the blink of an eye, blocking the werewolf prince's devastating strike!"
In the distance, on a tall tree, Sect Leader Tang Zhen's body also trembled sharply, and his eyes were full of disbelief. Even a legendary Martial Arts Saint Realm expert from the Ancient Martial Realm wouldn't possess such power.
"This little wretch's strength...!"
Grand Elder Tang Mu's eyes also shrank. He had now advanced to the Celestial Spirit Realm, yet even he, facing that arrow, would have to use all ans to defend against it. This little wretch rely raised a hand to block the terrifying destructive strike.
"How could it be, this little wretch, how could he, how could he beco so strong…"
Qiu Mingyan, whose eyes just monts before were filled with pleasure and hatred, now had a terribly grim face intermixed with fear.
In a deep pit, Nangong Feng, sitting on the ground, also displayed a look of surprise in his eyes, which was then followed by joy on his pale face.
"Brother Qin Yang, this is…"
Joy imdiately filled Zilan's pretty face.
"This, this…little rascal, you…you've advanced to the Immortal Spirit Realm!"
In the night sky, Ruan Xinxue's beautiful eyes widened instantly as she gazed at the Arrow of Destruction in front of her effortlessly annihilated by Qin Yang, filled with exuberant surprise.
Qin Yang had explained to her that in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, only by advancing to the Immortal Spirit Realm could one truly be considered a cultivator capable of soaring to the skies and delving into the earth, and it is here the power of a cultivator truly manifests.
"Hmm."
Qin Yang smiled faintly, nodded slightly, and then, those deep black eyes turned toward Feipu Manor.
At this mont, Feipu Manor, after the werewolves' onslaught, was in ruins.
The lawns and stone paths were riddled with deep pits, lampposts tilted askew, glass shards scattered everywhere, and the resting chairs were all fragnted. Many buildings within the manor had collapsed, and in many places, fires were blazing.
Amidst the flas lay the bodies of many disciples of Feipu Manor. Their bodies strewn across the ground, so ripped in half by claws, others with crushed skulls, their death scenes horrific.
Slowly, Qin Yang withdrew his gaze, lifted his head, and in those deep black eyes, an imnsely chilling killing intent surged instantly.
"Barrello, daring to invade my manor like this, I will dismber you into pieces today!"
His deep, black gaze filled with killing intent turned towards Barrello, and a cold voice resonated, causing the temperature of the night air to turn chillingly cold.
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