Night Shock
In the darkness of the night, Feng Linyuan's white clothes were exceptionally bright.
The black-clothed man who was thinking about fighting noticed Feng Linyuan, who was standing on the mountain peak. With a sou sound, a long arrow pierced through the air and flew over.
Feng Linyuan waved his sleeves, and before the incoming arrow could even get close to him, it was shattered by Feng Linyuan's palm wind.
Bai Zheng was tightly hugged in Feng Linyuan's embrace, both of her hands were originally wrapped tightly around Feng Linyuan's neck, but when she saw the slaughter taking place in front of her eyes, for some reason, her head felt even more painful, and the strength in her hands gradually relaxed as a result.
In the valley, another group of black-clothed men appeared.
At the same time, countless arrows shot towards the direction of Feng Linyuan and Feng Linyuan.