C251 Strength of the Human Race

"Soul Chasing Arrow of the Dark Moon!"

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Three light sounds rang out as three purple Flame Arrows, like tracking missiles, swiftly shot forth.

The battlefield was a charred wasteland, littered with Sunn Mengmeng's arrows.

Yao Chen of the Blood Demon Clan, wielding a long and a short blood-red sword, darted through the three tracking arrows like a flickering red light