"rush!"

Thinking of the totem pole from before, Wu Xin felt very passionate. He didn't care about hiding his clumsiness. He shouted softly, danced with the wind and used his stick, and rushed into the passage fiercely.

"careful!"

"No, Lord Wu!"

"Don't force yourself!"

Dozens of people exclaimed loudly, and in the blink of an eye, Wu Xin had rushed into the passage.

A cold light suddenly appeared, and three sharp arrows were shot in a straight shape, as fast as lightning. They cracked the air and pierced the air, and dozens of sharp arrows followed closely, but the power of the sound was obviously weak.

These sharp arrows are all iron arrows!

"boom……"

Mountains and rivers emerge, and sticks emerge like dragons.

The mountains and rivers collapsed in response to the arrow, and the violent air current could not stop the iron arrow.

The Mountain and River Stick knocked one branch away, knocked another one aside, and the third one hit Wu Xin in the abdomen. The powerful impact caused Wu Xin, who was rushing forward, to stop his momentum. He kicked off his right foot and left deep footprints on the iron ground!

"Tiger King Xiaotian!"

"Roar……"

Wu Xin, who had been preparing to carry it hard, did not retreat in panic. The martial spirit of the Howling Sky Tiger King appeared and roared suddenly, making an ear-shattering buzz. A sound wave visible to the naked eye blasted out, rolling up sand and flying rocks.
Chapter completed!