"Hummmmmmmmm!"
Drawing his great bow like a full moon, Fang Zhou suddenly released the string. His short, messy black hair was instantly bathed in a golden glow. The scorching arrow whistled through the air, appearing like a new sun rising in the dead of night. Terrifying flames descended, engulfing a radius of a thousand meters!
Like a falling star, like a setting sun—with a single flick of his hand, a single arrow obliterated the Fat Corpse Ruler!
Chapter 87