It was just a single arrow.

Helan Yuexi’s expression immediately became incomparably pale.

He looked into the sky, looked at that snow-white peak that seemed to be in the heavens above. His body flew backwards.

There was a gaping hole in his abdomen.

Scalding blood poured over the white snow, but this time, it was his own blood.

…

Wang Jianyu directly sat down on the snowy ground.

Apart from Central Continent Imperial City, some academies, and unknown cultivation lands, the border armies were the places where cultivators were more numerous than any other place.

He had also seen quite a few powerful cultivators and powerful archers.

However, he had never seen anyone who could, from so far away… under this type of mountain wind, shoot down his opponent just like that with a single arrow.

Bian Linghan raised her head, looking at that fine black speck in a daze. She subconsciously covered her mouth with her hand, stopping herself from crying out in alarm.

She, who had the aptitude to become a Windstalker, understood the difficulty of this arrow more clearly than anyone else.

However, in this type of situation without any...