C220 Vanishing

"Hmph." "Hmph." Yan Tie coldly snorted as he saw the black palm imprint of the arrow slashing towards him. He instantly imprinted his palm onto the arrowhead, and at the same time, three of the arrows turned from the sky to the ground, emitting a droning sound, as though they were crying in grief. "Buzz!" The arrow shot downwards, piercing towards Leng Ning's corpse. In an instant