章節 715: Fists as Heavy as Mountains and a Belt of Steel

The howling of arrows fell upon the Golden cavalry incessantly.

As the cavalry leader was waving his cutlass trying to find the hidden Tang archer, a trail of smoke emerged from the north, winding its way through the cavalry at the speed of lightning.

The man turned his wrists immediately and drew out his podao from his sheath. He fell from the air and killed several Golden cavalry riders. Then, he stepped on the saddle and stood up.

His movements could not be clearly seen, but the podao in his hand became an ordinary boxwood bow. He pulled forcefully and the bow bent. An arrow shot toward the high priest on the northernmost carriage.

There were thousands of cavalry troops in front of him, but no one tried to stop the man. What was even more shocking was that the man's arrow did not deviate at all even as he stood on the horse and shot the arrow.

There was a thud as the arrow pierced into a shield!