Everyone looked at General Wei with an expression of stunned shock.

This shock quickly transformed into admiration and amazement towards Xu Guang.

No one was a fool; when someone can burst the innate with one punch, no one would assume General Wei was still an ordinary beast.

Although it was hard to accept.

Song Di watched as the blood mist fell from the sky, staining his white robes, his lips dry.

He knew Tu Hu's strength; he wasn't an ordinary inept innate.

But a true innate with the complete inheritance of the Ghost Horse Sect.

Though not as talented as the geniuses carefully nurtured by noble families, he was undoubtedly a skilled innate.

But with just one move...

The person exploded?

Li Tong, who had been silently observing, had a look of seeing a ghost.

Su Yan knew General Wei's background, though not entirely, but knew clearly that General Wei was sent last July, with only an Eighth Grade strength, and a Seventh-Grade Expert could cooperate to subdue him.

But now…

Damn, this Great Beast broke through faster than any genius he had ever seen.

No wonder Su Yan advised him to get along well with Xu Guang, now he regretted bitterly.

In the skies, a red-beaked, white-feathered bird hovered, its sharp eyes taking in everything.

Outside the city.

Shen Suyao's breathing suddenly became rapid.

The blessings of the Celestial Register were varied, some good, some bad, some mainly for combat, and some purely for support.

The Celestial Register was very rare, and her ability to stand out among the younger generation of the Shen Family was naturally due to her opportunities.

The Celestial Register was her greatest opportunity.

The effect of her Celestial Register allowed her to borrow the bird's eyes to clearly see everything within a hundred miles.

General Wei's performance left her parched.

What kind of power was that?

She pondered within herself, could she withstand that strike?

Unfortunately, her Celestial Register's blessing was good, but the bird lacked her perception, and many things seen by the naked eye weren't as good as personally sensing them.

'I should be able to withstand it.'

Both martial geniuses and strong individuals share a common trait, which is sufficient confidence.

Shen Suyao, naturally confident, too.

...

Xu Guang took in everyone's shock, keeping his inner calm.

The earlier attack was just the tip of the iceberg of his cooperation with General Wei.

Yet it easily burst an innate.

Despite Tu Hu not appearing to be a veteran innate expert.

His gaze subtly fell on the shadow behind a distant pillar, where a presence lurked.

An assassin from the Dark Tower!?

As his thoughts zipped by, he was about to act.

When he heard a distant, furious, and grief-stricken shout.

"Tu Hu!!!"

He saw a small figure, wrapped in a thicker and more intense firelight than Tu Hu, charging towards them.

Clearly, this was Tu Biao.

Xu Guang's heart remained tranquil.

"A Sixth Grade Minor Cultivation assassin, a Sixth Grade Minor Cultivation Tu Biao…"

'I wonder if my and General Wei's thirty percent strength can slay him.'

Thinking of this, he suddenly raised his hand and drew the bow.

The Snow Dragon Bow, which had already shown some cracks after shooting the Ink Dragon Ghost Shadow in the mountains last time, let out fragile cries of lament.

"Dare to kill my brother! I want you dead!"

Tu Biao was utterly furious, as Tu Hu was not only his best blood brother but also his reliable helper in joining the Shen Family.

But now…

He was burst apart.

He was of course furious, looking at Xu Guang with eyes filled with hatred.

This man must die!

Like a mad bull.

Amidst the firelight all over, he extended his hand, and the fire ring, which had retreated around them, seemed to gain intelligence, converging towards him like a long snake.

The weapon he used was unexpectedly a long whip, the fiery long snake converged with the long whip, as if Tu Biao was dragging a fire snake.

Suddenly, he shivered all over, looked at Xu Guang, and saw the Snow Dragon Bow in his hand.

An indescribable lethal intent made him tremble all over.

This small courtyard was Xu Guang's old haunt, and the Feng Shui, whatever else, had been adjusted countless times by Xu Guang.

He was too familiar with this place, he didn't need to observe the other party's activity patterns as he would in the wild against an innate expert.

Here, the earth and sky worked for him, allowing him to use it all!

Combined with General Wei's demonic power and his own qi force…

If this arrow could be fully shot, it was unimaginable.

That terrifying feeling of trembling grew richer, Tu Biao even felt his thinking slowed by extreme fear.

At this moment, he was not just opposing Xu Guang but against the entire world.

The convergence of the storm continued.

Fortunately for Tu Biao,

the Snow Dragon Bow in the boy's hand...

Broke!

But what reinvigorated him was that the Black Arrow… activated!

Buzzzz!

In an instant, the winds and clouds changed, the fire snake he used crumbled, wailed, and screamed.

Xu Guang showed a hint of regret; the Snow Dragon Bow was too fragile now, and this arrow didn't even wield thirty percent of its power.

He wondered if Tu Biao could still be shot.

But at this moment, Tu Biao fell into a completely frenzied state.

He was like a headless fly, wrapped in crimson qi force, darting rapidly in the air, but no matter which direction he charged toward.

The chilling sensation in his heart didn't decrease in the slightest.

From all directions, there was… murderous intent!

He gave up on the thought of evading, swinging the long whip in his hand, drawing a circle in the air, intending to block this arrow with his strength.

The hazy dragon-like black arrows seemed to be wrapped in countless sharp blades, wherever they passed, buildings swirled, mud and stones were uprooted.

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