Mo Wen had concealed himself in the hole in the tree to nurse his injuries, but he had been discovered. Mo Wen thought that this was odd. Was the person called White Dust coming after him to kill him?
It did not seem like it. The man called White Dust was just one person, but there were many people outside. It seemed like there were more than a hundred of them.
"Shoot!"
Mo Wen suddenly emerged from the hole, and a cold voice immediately rang through the air. Arrows began to whistle through the air. There were so many of them that it was like a swarm of locusts had descended.
The arrows seemed not to be affected by air resistance. They were extremely fast, like bolts of lightning, and they appeared before Mo Wen in the blink of an eye.
"Broken Qi Bow."