After one breath,
He pulled to full draw.
Snap—
Jiang Ning released the arrow, and it tore through the air.
The next moment, a look of surprise suddenly flashed across Jiang Ning's eyes.
Beside him, Xie Xiaojiu's face was filled with astonishment.
Because Jiang Ning's arrow was entirely different from the earlier ones.
As the arrow left the bowstring, it instantly set off a storm.
Carrying a terrifying momentum, it sped on, breaking through the air in front of him.
The commotion it caused along its path was more than tenfold louder than before.
With the storm's augmentation, the arrow's speed was extremely fast, almost double that of the previous shots.
And the arrow itself was enveloped by Thunder Light, transforming into a bolt of lightning.
Jiang Ning's gaze was fixedly on the arrow in midair.
"Is this the Wind and Thunder Arrow?" he muttered to himself.
Beside him.
