Chapter 258: A Sword Breaking Ten Thousand Stances

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"Things are set now."

Fang Wuan heaved a sigh of relief. His tensed emotions began to relax.

He had wanted to fire another arrow. However, chaining five arrows in a string of attacks would consume too much of his spirit qi. He had to rest a little. Upon thinking of this, Fang Wuan lowered his head and glanced at the bow in his hands.

This was a battle spoil he picked up after killing a spirit-wind overlord. This bow didn't need arrows. As long as one pulled its string and released spirit qi, arrows would be formed automatically. Also, the arrows were half-transparent. It was very tough to discern them under the light.

Fang Wuan's archery skill was pretty good; hence, it was considered quite troublesome for Sun Mo.

"The winner of this round will be me!"

Fang Wuan felt extremely delightful.

He had tracked the eight-gate cloud all the way to here. When he was searching the surroundings earlier, he heard the sounds of combat and sneaked over, not expecting to witness a life-and-death battle between Sun Mo and Zhang Qianlin.

Honestly speaking, Sun Mo's performance was very shocking, causing Fang Wuan to want to describe him as formidable. But so what of it? If he had to die, he had to die.

"When the mantis stalks the cicada, it's unaware of the oriole behind." (Today, I'm the man favored by the goddess of luck!)

Fang Wuan rushed out from his hiding place and lunged toward the three girls. Not a single one of these people who knew the secret of the Wind King Hall could be spared.

Fang Wuan calmed his breath. He raised his bow and aimed at Ying Baiwu. This girl had the highest combat strength, so he must kill her first. If she was to escape, it would be too troublesome to find her.

Spirit qi streamed forth from his fingers, condensing into an arrow. Just when Fang Wuan was about to fire it, the scene happening before Sun Mo caused him to be completely dumbstruck. He almost bit his tongue off from the shock.

Sun Mo, who had lost his balance, could no longer avoid the arrows. The only thing he could do was raise his arms to protect his heart and head. However, such a method was merely used to console oneself. Arrows shot from the Spirit King Bow had enough power to blast holes through a body, making one feel the phrase 'a cool breeze gusting by your heart'.

But when Sun Mo was doing his utmost to struggle, a silver trajectory akin to a shooting star shot past and appeared before him.

Swish!

The arrows slammed into it and vanished after

that.

Bang!

Sun Mo fell onto the ground.

"Ah?"

The five people on the scene had stupefied looks on their faces.

A silver-colored cloud floated in the air, and its external appearance was in the form of the eight-trigrams! It was none other than the eight-gate cloud ranked #10 on the mysterious species list, the so-called extremely rare treasure that one might not encounter once in a thousand years! "Wh...why?"

Fang Wuan felt like his brain had turned to mush. Why did the eight-gate cloud block the arrow for Sun Mo? Could it have submitted to him?

No, that shouldn't be the case. If not, Sun Mo wouldn't have that shocked look on his face!

The papaya girl's red lips parted in the shape of an 'O'.

"Teacher!"

Li Ziqi regained her senses. Her guess was right; the eight-gate cloud had been hiding somewhere nearby to spy on them. Evidently, it was very interested in Sun Mo's Ancient Dragon Capturing Hands technique and wished to experience the feeling of comfort. "Why?"

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