Puh!
The arrow Qin Yi casually flicked out was more terrifying than the ones Fang Ran shot with a bow. It not only shattered the Treasure Sword in Fang Zhou's hand, which could cut through iron like mud, but also pierced his Protective Gang Qi, directly penetrating his throat. The arrow flew out from the back of his neck, bringing with it a trail of blood flowers.
Fang Zhou didn't even have time to scream, or even blink, his face frozen in fear, as his corpse fell from mid-air. The thumb-thick blood hole in his neck spurted blood, staining the ground red.
Silence, pin-drop still.
The scene was deathly silent.
Casually flicking out an arrow, instantly killing a Nascent Soul Realm Great Perfection.
Too terrifying.
Everyone felt a chill down their spine, their hair standing on end.
"If you want it, I'll give it to you, but whether you can catch it is your problem," Qin Yi said indifferently.
