Chapter 153: The Power of Bows and Arrows

The man in black was furious and said, "What nonsense! What's the difference between a man without fighting spirit and a eunuch?" He reached out and took out an iron bow from behind, placed a long arrow, and aimed it at Li Changsheng. His sharp eyes had already treated him as dead. Black clothed Man: "I have never shot the same person three times in my life against enemies. Since you are the disciple of Wuwei Taoist, I will make an exception and shoot you three arrows today!"

Li Changsheng touched the ground with his toes, and in the blink of an eye, he retreated several tens of meters, leaving a trail in place. He quickly widened the distance between the two. At this moment, a shadow as fast as a gust of wind silently appeared on his chest. Li Changsheng reached out and grabbed a white feather iron arrow in his palm.

Li Changsheng pinched the iron arrow with his fingers and it was bent into a twisted scrap iron.

Dang! The iron arrow was thrown to the ground by him, and Li Changsheng's body did not stop. His body, dressed in black, was like a light smoke, disappearing like a ghost in the backyard of Wenshi Temple.

The black clothed man held a bow and quickly moved left and right, trying to keep up with Li Changsheng's figure.

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"Did you run away? Are you still the disciple of the world's top Taoist leader? That's too cowardly," the man in black muttered, but immediately his muscles tightened and his hair trembled slightly, because he suddenly felt Li Changsheng's murderous aura approaching him.

There was a slight sound of tiles on the roof behind the man in black, popping. The man in black didn't have time to turn around, so he jumped up and flipped over in air to avoid potential attacks from the opponent. The arrow in his hand had already been shot, leaving only the vibrating bowstring buzzing.

A very fast figure quickly jumped down from the roof, and his feet had already stepped on the shoulders of the man in black. The man in black felt a huge force coming from his shoulder, and he couldn't help but fall to the ground. The force made his back slide backwards on the hard ground with a "sizzle" sound.

"Dong!" It wasn't until his head hit a big tree that the black clothed man's body struggled to stop sliding. The trunk hummed and shook, causing countless pine needles to fall. The man in black also felt a tearing pain in his back, but he had no time to care about his back because Li Changsheng threw the arrow he had received in his hand.

Li Changsheng's body was full of energy, and the iron arrow that he casually threw out flew towards the throat of the man in black with the howling wind.

The man in black was taken aback. Seeing that he couldn't dodge the arrow, he had to raise the iron bow in his hand. He pointed the cowhide part of the bow handle at the tip of the arrow, hoping to intercept it.

Pop! A crisp sound came.

The man in black felt his arms tingling, and the iron bow in his hand almost flew away. There was a crack between the thumb and index finger of the palm, and blood surged out, staining the handle red. The iron bow broke in two from the handle.

Li Changsheng did not expect that he could destroy the beloved weapon of the man in black in an instant, and he couldn't help but feel sorry. The man in black reacted quickly, holding a section of the bow handle and then throwing the other end towards Li Changsheng.