"Good timing! Take this, my move, Ten Thousand Arrows Piercing the Heart!" Zhao Sheng's gaze turned fierce, and he shouted, his Falling Immortal Bow exploding with a loud sound, the bowstring's vibration merging into a continuous note.
In an instant, hundreds of silvery-white arrow lights pierced through the void, shooting towards the vital points of the blood-colored humanoid from countless cunning angles.
However, to Zhao Sheng's shock, the blood-colored humanoid regarded the arrow lights as nothing, still charging forward at undiminished speed.
In the next moment, all the arrow lights entered the blood-colored humanoid's body, but there was no reaction, as if they had vanished into another space.
Zhao Sheng's expression changed slightly as he prepared to activate other Magical Treasures, when suddenly a cold voice questioned beside his ear: "San~bao!"
