C307 Faciocerebrum

"Aren't you skilled in archery? I believe that even if you die under an arrow, you won't feel wronged!" "Go to hell!" Xuanyuan Long slowly extended his right hand and gently stroked the shaft of the arrow. With a wave of his hand, the arrow flew toward the general at a speed ten times faster than when it had been shot. Because their speed was really too fast, when they passed through the air