C503 Hordes of Arrow Hogs(3)

The copper coin kept retreating step by step.

Nangong Fan kept sizing up the arrows that shot out from the copper coin. They were only the length of a finger, standing upright and sharp, but they did not look like arrows at all. Instead, they looked like the hard fur of some demonic beast.

Could it be fur?

Through the copper coin that covered the two of them, the second wave of arrows came