C560 Twelve Shakyamuni

Just as Old White Dragon's hand was about to grab Tian Jiala, a sharp arrow suddenly whistled towards him.

This arrow was extremely fast. The old man used all his strength to barely dodge it. However, he was already covered in cold sweat.

Lan Tian was also shocked. He looked towards the opposite direction and frowned.

Twelve old men and a bow-wielding man all sneered at the two of them