"They're here. " Xiao ran reminded.
Ten thousand horses galloped, shaking the heavens and earth, kicking up a cloud of dust as they charged over.
At such a close distance ...
Wild, violent, brutal, and a monstrous baleful aura came from their bodies and suppressed this side.
Its aura was like a mountain, like a curtain in the sky.
It was as if it wanted to crush everything in its way.
Just as they were about to land on Xiao ran and the other two, three spiritual lights of different colors bloomed from their bodies and soared into the sky.
It blocked this powerful aura.
The three of them stood in place with their hands behind their backs. Facing the pressure of the 100000 people, they didn't even take a step back.
"Release the arrows!" A cold voice rang out.
One hundred thousand arrows were shot from the hands of the wind barbarian tribe members toward Xiao ran and the others.
The sound of air being torn rang out, carrying with it a one-hit kill.