The Meeting of Iron Flowers and Iron Arrows

Xia Hou caught the iron arrow in his hands which was heading towards him. The arrow was about to pierce him.

Xia Hou's eyes were, all of a sudden, as bright as the glittering stars in the sky.

There was a loud roar, and the sparks caused by the friction between the iron arrow and Xia Hou's palms extinguished. Turbulent winds rolled above the lake bank, crushing the willow trees and dancing amongst the snow.

With a frightful force, Xia Hou's body was tossed backwards.

His feet were firmly entrenched in the bank like two iron pillars, and two ravines appeared. Had the Yanming Lake not been frozen, the water in it would have flowed into them.

The arrow bunch of the iron arrow pierced through the surface layer of his Qi of Heaven and Earth and through his clothes. It pierced through his skin, leaving a shallow wound which began to bleed slowly.