"This..."
Piercing the heavens, a torrential rain of arrows plummeted down, causing the watchers from the Fan Yin Temple delegation to hold their breaths in suspense.
Iron Eyes was visibly tense.
The monks dared not even look.
But unexpectedly, as the rain of arrows fell, only crisp tapping sounds were heard; these arrow shafts, attached with talisman paper, shattered pitter-patter like raindrops upon impact, scattering all over the ground. The black-robed youth, Xuanyi, stood serenely pressing down his umbrella sword at the very center of the battlefield. The exposed Vajra Body after his clothes had been torn was ablaze with Primordial Fire.
The radiance emanating from Xie Zhen alone... overshadowed an entire sea of flames.
"Perfect Golden Body Realm?"
This scene caused Nalan Qiutong's pupils to contract uncontrollably.
She knew.
This Xie Zhen had an extraordinary physical prowess, his close combat skills were impressive...
