Outside the Huaxia Pavilion's Demon Realm branch, a figure descended from the sky.
Just as the figure landed, a stream of light suddenly shot over.
It was fast, accurate, and ruthless!
It was an arrow shooting toward Zhou Shu's head. When the sound of rushing wind came, the arrow was only a foot away from his heart.
With such speed and distance, any ordinary martial artist wouldn't be able to dodge in time.
Zhou Shu's lips curled up. He really didn't know that there was such an archery expert in the Ten Nations Alliance.
This arrow could probably even injure a Grandmaster.
But he was far beyond an ordinary Grandmaster.
Clank!
With a crisp sound, Zhou Shu flicked away the arrow. Almost at the same time, at least four arrows came from all directions. Without even the sound of breaking the wind, they all aimed at Zhou Shu's vital points.
Bang!