C1112 Dark years

The arrow's wind was like thunder from the ninth heaven, in just an instant it had arrived in front of Zhao Jingting. Bang! With a loud noise, one arrow after another, those arrows became extremely strange, like countless of poisonous snakes. With all sorts of strange angles, they shot towards every part of Zhao Jingting's body, intending to launch a fatal attack.

And in Lin Bai's eyes