The power of the arrow, can definitely break through one's defense, the Luojian Beast King really doesn't want to be injured again.

Roar!

Roar!

Roar!

In the distance, the Luojian beast army was also growling, as if trying to persuade the Luojian Beast King not to wade into the muddy waters of this war.

Within Chen Yuhui's eyes, irritation slowly began to show.

Even in his palm, the Qi Blood had already started to churn.

No time to waste.

...

"Ying Mountain Ridge, if my judgement is correct, your Void Arrow Tower is running low on durability.

"The Palm Eye Race Grandmasters on it still need to use Qi Blood to repair the Floating Arrow Tower.

"The next arrow will take you five minutes to shoot down, right?"

Just at this moment, a strange and old voice came from afar.

Everyone suddenly turned their heads.

At the rear of Jiangwu, an old man with a hunched figure slowly approached.

His hair was grey, he shuffled along wearing a hospital gown, on the back of his hand should be the needle marks from pulling out an IV, with tape still adhered.

"Fang Liyan Old Prince!"

Some Martial Artists of Jiangyuan Country exclaimed.

Fang Liyan.

He is a legendary archer of Jiangyuan Country, retired for many years.

Right.

A while ago, an alien race harassed Jiangwu City, and Fang Liyan shot and injured a Yangxiang Race Grandmaster.

But afterward, he entered the intensive care ward, many thought he wouldn't make it.

"Old Prince!"

The head of Jiangwu School, Fang Guanming, also turned, staring at Fang Liyan with surprise.

Why would he come to the battlefield at this time?

Su Yue looked at him with a curious face.

Speaking of which, it was this old man who injured the Yangxiang Race Grandmaster, giving herself a stroke of luck. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

"Old Sir!"

Gong Ling was even more astonished.

After Fang Liyan had taught her the Chief Mysterious Bow, he had let her leave the tomb.

Gong Ling thought Fang Liyan would settle into retirement.

Who would have known that Fang Liyan, having rashly used Qi Blood last time, fell into unconsciousness, and ended up staying constantly in the intensive care ward.

Doctors said Fang Liyan's condition was dire, even if discharged, could not use even a hint of Qi Blood for the rest of his life.

But he should be recovering in the hospital, why is he at Jiangwu battlefield!

After speaking, Gong Ling quickly ran over to support Fang Liyan.

"General, can you let Gong Ling stay for a few more minutes?"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Fang Liyan walked up to Chen Yuhui, apologetically requesting.

At this time, the Ninth Grades in combat all looked towards Fang Liyan.

They didn't know what Fang Liyan intended to do.

"This..."

Chen Yuhui frowned.

As an elderly man seriously injured, what can you do on the battlefield?

"Calculating the timing, the next arrow from the Palm Eye Race will shoot down in four minutes.

"Please give Gong Ling two minutes of time, thank you...cough...cough cough..."

Fang Liyan coughed, while struggling to bow to Chen Yuhui.

Fang Liyan also understood the importance of Gong Ling and the others, he sympathized with Chen Yuhui's urgency.

But in his current state, he needed to borrow the Chief Mysterious Bow of Gong Ling to try...try to break the Palm Eye Race's Arrow Tower.

"It won't do!"

Chen Yuhui quickly helped Fang Liyan up.

"I can only give two minutes, I'm sorry."

Then, he pondered for a few seconds before speaking.

"Thank you!"

Fang Liyan nodded again.

Then, he took Gong Ling's hand and walked a few meters.

Gong Ling's whole body trembled.

Fang Liyan gripped her arm tightly, but not painfully.

Gong Ling felt sad, she seemed to sense a kind of determination in Fang Liyan.

"Gong Ling, knowing you made me very happy and content.

"To have a descendant like you, I am happy for your master.

"2300 meters range, it's not entirely hopeless.

"Actually, in my youth, I also understood a kind of magic battle method, unfortunately, it was useless, never had a chance to use it.

"But fortunately, with you, my combat method can burn once again!"

Fang Liyan's pupils flashed with a very resolute light.

"Sir, you..."

Gong Ling grew more anxious.

She had a premonition that Fang Liyan seemed to be sacrificing himself.

"Gong Ling, listen to me carefully!

"In 10 seconds, all of my Qi Blood and vitality will use the power of a magic battle method to condense into a Demon-Slaying Arrow.

"I will give this arrow to you, and it will help you draw the Chief Mysterious Bow, you only need to use the power of a Third Grade's breath to shoot this arrow.

"Don't be nervous, don't feel pressured, I believe in your capability.

"Even if you miss, really, it's fine, you'll have many more opportunities to grow in the future."

Fang Liyan spoke as if delivering final instructions.

"This...I..."

Gong Ling trembled all over, somewhat incoherent.

"I am in my twilight years, to die defending Jiangyuan Country's battlefield is my honor and my destiny.

"Gong Ling, you are also an archer and a Martial Artist, you should be happy for me."

Fang Liyan's withered hand rested on Gong Ling's shoulder.

"Mm, I understand, old sir, you are great."

Gong Ling nodded fiercely.

At this moment, she suddenly became strong, stronger than ever.

Calm.

Gong Ling must remain calm, her pupils cannot have even a hint of tears.

She must achieve the most perfect state to complete Fang Liyan's most glorious arrow.

Any mistakes are not allowed to occur.

Buzzing!

At this point, the Chief Mysterious Bow on Gong Ling's back started buzzing and trembling.

Gong Ling took a deep breath.

She lifted the Chief Mysterious Bow high, though the bow had no string, Gong Ling still placed her hand at the bowstring position.

Lift her head.

Aim.

At this time, Gong Ling's pupils were like two black gems, shining with a unique luster.

The wind began to blow.

Gong Ling's long hair was flying, she was like a War Goddess.