Arrow Fight

In front of Tushan Palace, Yi Tian growled furiously, while the thunder roc transformed from him fiercely slapped on the golden arrow released by Feng Xing with his right claw. Cyan-purple thunderbolt clashed against the shining golden arrow and generated another sky-shaking bang.

The arrow released by Feng King exploded into countless thin beams of frigid light and struck on the ground, stirring up hair-like strands of dust from the ground. The thunder roc quivered intensely, and followed by a puffing series of noise, countless electric bolts blasted, showing the tall and slim figure of Yi Tian, who looked like a sharp sword forged from the hardest metal. He staggered a few steps, then ragingly, viciously yet surprisingly, looked where the golden arrow came from.

"Yi Feng? You lowly b*stard!"

Yi Tian popped out his eyes and fixed them on Feng Xing’s divine bow.