121 As Long As Beiluo Remains Uncaptured, Father Will Keep You Safe

Under the pine, the old Daoist priest flew into a rage. His Qi and blood were surging with loud sounds.

Nie Changqing sent the arrow flying by hitting it with the palm of his hand.

Miao Renyu remained in the stance of drawing his bow, his pupils constricted.

The wound on his cheek grew wider. Blood flowed out of it.

Although he had anticipated it and knew how strong Nie Changqing was, it was still a big blow to Miao Renyu when he saw it with his own eyes.

He was ranked third in the Daoist School, second only to the sibling duo, Li Sansi, and Li Sansui.

Under his gentle disposition, he was actually very competitive by nature. Nie Changqing had sent his arrow flying in such an easy manner. More than that, he could have killed Miao Renyu when he changed the arrow's direction if he intended to do so.

He lost.

Old Ten, who used to be the one seeking his advice with an open mind, outdid him in an overwhelming manner.