The man bent his bow and nocked an arrow, the big bow in his hand bursting forth with resplendent golden glow under the force.
"Whoosh!"
The bow was fully drawn and suddenly released; the golden arrow shot out like a streak of golden light, accelerating to its extreme, explosively rushing towards Qin Yi.
The arrow brought forth a sharp sound as it pierced through the air.
Qin Yi's back chilled, and he fiercely flapped his wings to swiftly move sideways by several dozen meters, yet the golden arrow also moved sideways; accurately speaking, this arrow had anticipated his next place of pause.
Qin Yi felt a chill at heart, what a terrifying sense of observation.
Qin Yi flapped his wings once more, sidestepping again, as the arrow almost nicked his neck while flying by. The chilling sensation made the hairs on his neck stand up, as the arrow directly vanished into the sky.
"Boom!"
