A mysterious warrior had emerged from nowhere, managing with his lone strength to suppress the Blood River. As Lu Hong faced the oncoming barrage of arrows, he had no time to think. The Blood Holy Sword split in two, blocking the projectiles.
To his surprise, the arrows packed an eerily powerful force. At their first collision, Lu Hong suffered a great disadvantage. Three arrows in quick succession knocked the holy sword away, and now, Lu Hong stood unprotected.
In an instant, two sharp arrows pierced his chest, missing his heart by mere millimeters.
A dark, ink-like sinister force from the arrows began to seep in, and Lu Hong hastily spurred his Blood Qi to oppress it. Fortunately, though the origin of the power was unknown, its threat was not severe; it was temporarily suppressed and did not hinder his combat.
Pulling the arrows from his chest, Lu Hong saw three powerful adversaries advancing head-on.
