Protect Our Clan Leader

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The Slaughter Saint Bow was utterly speechless.

A dignified Daoist Long Bow like itself, its "mission" when crafted was to take down the Saint Emperor.

Although it also thought this mission sounded quite absurd, after all, a Saint Emperor is a being beyond True Immortals, and how could it, a mere Dao-level item, possibly contend with that? But since it was being employed, at least it should be against some Divine Power Territory or Transcendent Void Realm experts, right?

Killing two Heavenly Human Realm beings, to it, a grand Dao-level item, was like using a slaughter knife on a chicken or a Divine Might Cannon to kill mosquitoes.

Yet, after feeling speechless, the Slaughter Saint Bow was helpless.

Forget it; forget it~ After all, he was Wang Anye, the little Junior Clan Leader of its household. What else could it do but indulge him~?

However, before the Slaughter Saint Bow could finish consoling itself, an even more shameful thing happened.

Wang Anye, after shooting two arrows, lost interest and said with a lackluster face, "My archery isn't great, you'd better auto-fire by yourself."

With that, he casually tossed the Slaughter Saint Bow into the air.

???

The Slaughter Saint Bow was utterly shocked.

The Slaughter Saint Bow felt deeply humiliated.

The Slaughter Saint Bow began to dance mid-air, with a dull string vibration, a vast amount of heaven and earth spiritual energy gathered, and one sharp arrow after another shot like continuous lightning into the enemy formation.

It was like the Grim Reaper had descended, hitting every target, each arrow easily taking away one or two soldiers from the Battalions of Evil Falcons.

The arrow lights, in just a short moment, had already reduced the Evil Falcons Battalion by a dozen people.

Moreover, the numbers were continuously increasing rapidly.

Such a large commotion naturally couldn't go unnoticed.

In the distance, within the central army of the Evil Falcons Battalion, a heroic young man surrounded by his trusted aides looked up at the Slaughter Saint Bow, and then at the Wang Anye below, and his face turned sullen: "Could this be a Dao-level item? Or a top-quality Divine Spiritual Treasure?"

This person was Chao Yingrui, the commander of the Evil Falcons Battalion.

He never expected that in such a remote Jinyang Guard, there would be such a sky-pride elite appearing.

As everyone knows, Dao-level items are hard to find and even harder to refine. Most existing Dao-level items are either inherited from the Divine Martial Dynasty Era or discovered in relics. They are scarce and hardly circulate outside. To possess a Dao-level item at such a cultivation base, this young person most likely has an extraordinary background.

Could it be that this is the heir of a top-notch prominent family from the Immortal Dynasty, happening to be training within Liang Country?

The thing that worried Chao Yingrui the most was that these young gentlemen who go out to travel often have guards accompanying them.

If it's just a Divine Powers Realm Guard, that's understandable, but if they're accompanied by a Transcendent Void Realm Guard, they would be in big trouble.

However, fortunately, Transcendent Void Realm experts are ultimately big shots. Even in the Immortal Dynasty, only a few princesses and the heirs of Immortal Supreme enjoy such treatment, the probability of this young man having a Transcendent Void Guard is very low.

But regardless, being slaughtered so randomly had indeed struck a blow to the morale of the Evil Falcons Battalion.

Meanwhile.

The garrison on the city walls was inspired, and their morale suddenly soared.

Holding bows and crossbows, they attacked, their arrows shooting at the Evil Falcons Battalion like a torrential downpour.

Among the garrison, there were Spirit Platform Realm cultivators. They were the Spirit Platform elders or seniors from various prominent families of Jinyang Guard.

Many of these people already had white hair and beards. In terms of age, they may not be much younger than Wang Anye. Moreover, due to the tempering of mindset and life, most of them were shrewd individuals. How could such an opportunity to beat a dog in the water be missed?

Furthermore, there were more than a dozen large bed crossbows set up on the city walls. These powerful crossbows require winches to draw, and a single shot could easily pierce through a Spirit Platform Realm cultivator if they failed to dodge in time.

After one round of volleys, the Evil Falcons Battalion lost another thirty or so corpses.

Seeing this, Chao Yingrui's expression turned even more unsightly.

He knew it would not work if this continued, so he viciously said, "Launch a full attack! Capture Jinyang Guard, and spare no cost to capture that noble young man alive!"

The noble young man may be difficult to deal with, but now he's alone, it's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If they can capture him alive and bring him back, it would be a monumental merit!

Chao Yingrui was of the direct vessel of the Chao Clan, and at under six hundred years old, he had already stepped into the Divine Powers Realm. Although the Transcendent Void Realm was out of reach for him in the future, the mid-late stages of the Divine Powers Realm were still quite hopeful.

If he could establish a monumental merit, he might be able to benefit his descendants, and perhaps his lineage could even produce a Transcendent Void Realm figure in the future!

With one order.

All the soldiers of the Evil Falcons Battalion rallied, charging towards Jinyang City amid loud, earth-shaking shouts.

Over five thousand men and horses charged at full speed, and the deafening sound of hooves echoed through the land, causing the earth and walls to tremble.

The terrifying black flood swept across the wilderness, like a huge wave crashing hard against the city walls.

On the city walls, the Slaughter Saint Bow continued diligently to auto-fire arrows.

Every arrow it shot was meticulously crafted by the Wang Clan's Artifact Refining Headquarters and temporarily stored in the storage space that came with its bow body, each arrow at least taking away a life.

However, even so, the speed of the sweeping black flood didn't slow down at all.

A fully outfitted battalion has at least over five thousand soldiers, and with the Slaughter Saint Bow having no one to man it, it could only use arrows to shoot. How fast could its shooting speed be?

Even if you add the city wall's other garrison's efforts to kill and intercept, how could their kill speed catch up with the charging speed of the Evil Falcons Battalion?