Jiang Xiao had imagined countless times in his mind how intense the battle between Zhao Wenlong and hou Mingming would be.
And now, Jiang Xiao was completely mesmerized by the feast and was extremely satisfied.
He then saw two strings of black-feathered arrows, seven in each string, shooting across the green field toward Zhao Wenlong's head and right leg!
Zhao Wenlong, on the other hand, was not flustered at all!
He took a horse step forward, gave a left hook, a right hook, and said that the person who provoked him was in danger ...
Uh, it was a mistake.
Zhao Wenlong was dressed in a long white robe. He took a horse stance and threw a forward punch. A roaring five-clawed Golden Dragon was sent out!
The Golden Dragon's body was incomparably huge. Whether it was the arrows that were attacking the head above or the arrows that were attacking the right leg below, they were all knocked away by the Dragon's fangs and claws, exploding on the spot.