'It hurts…'
This was the main thought Xu Hui had at the moment her body was flung away. When she fell on the ground, she forced herself to stand up and remain on her feet. Her face was pale, though, and she coughed up a large mouthful of blood. Her body was covered in injuries, and she looked a bloody mess, as if she could not remain steady for much longer.
She had already done her best. The level of cultivation of the person with the bow was about the same as hers, which forced her to use the Art of Lake of Phoenix. She had not mastered this Art, and every single time she used it, she would have to suffer repercussions.
But the might from that Art was definitely not something ordinary. The bow in the person's hand had already landed in the distance. His right arm was gone, and seventeen wounds that penetrated his body had appeared on his chest.
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