The black-robed old man roared crazily.
He looked at the two golden arrows that were still charging over.
He did his best to avoid all his vital points and was already determined to cut his losses in an instant.
Pfft!
Pfft!
Two more crisp sounds could be heard.
Two more bloody holes appeared on the black-robed old man's body, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
However, this time, there was a hint of joy in the black-robed old man's eyes. He could not help but heave a sigh of relief.
"That was close… These aren't tempered with poison…"
Otherwise, he would probably die here before he could even see the enemy.
"What a domineering bow and arrow! Even my Seven Star Compass can't completely block it!"
The black-robed old man could not help but feel lingering fear.
But before he could sigh, behind him, golden arrows attacked again.