"Zhang San!" Sun Gongping roared.
He rose into the air and slashed down an enemy from beyond the heavens.
He used up all his strength and fell.
Below them was the army of enemies. Dozens of them had already soared into the air and charged toward Sun Gongping.
Swoosh!
A few arrow beams descended from the sky and stopped dozens of enemies.
At the same time, an arrow beam pierced through Sun Gongping's collar and sent him flying tens of meters away, landing outside the army of enemies.
Such archery was really at the pinnacle of perfection.
But Zhang San, who had shot these arrows, swayed, his face pale. He couldn't even draw the Great Destroyer Heavenly Bow anymore.
After fighting for so long, he, like Sun Gongping, had reached his limit.
Huff—
Sun Gongping retreated to Zhang San's side, and the two of them were panting heavily.