The crossbow bolts on the Black Tower were as black as they were thick, shooting down with fierce and intense power.
Brother Murong, however, was completely unafraid, their Blood Shadow Mad Blade shifting into a blurred image in their hands.
"Spring Equinox!"
"Jingzhe!"
"Silk Rain!"
Faced with the terrifying crossbow bolts, Brother Murong executed the starting moves of the Twelve Layers of Spring Rain.
In the eyes of the onlookers, they saw the sword light suddenly appear like the sudden arrival of the Spring Equinox, slicing the first oncoming crossbow bolt in half.
The blade precision cut the incoming bolt down the middle, and the split crossbow bolt whistled to the side, piercing a nearby wall and a column.
Immediately afterward came a wide and open Jingzhe, carrying a rippling blade wind that deflected the bolts.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
