Bound to the scumbag male system, the goddesses always want to keep me

Whoosh, whoosh…

As Zhang San's words slowly fell, arrows surging like a tide suddenly poured out, like thousands of cold stars, attacking him rapidly.

These arrows are not ordinary objects. They are wrapped in a powerful spiritual energy, which makes the arrows emit sharp and piercing sonic booms when they cut through the air, as if even the air is being torn apart by them.

Each arrow exuded a cold edge, as if it could easily penetrate all obstacles in the world. Even A-level defenses were like thin paper in front of them, and could not withstand a single blow. Wherever the arrows passed, tiny cracks were torn in the air, demonstrating their unparalleled destructive power.

"Ah!"

He opened his thin lips and uttered a word, which was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves. Under this invisible force, the thousands of arrows that were originally galloping were frozen in the air as if they were frozen. His movements were light and graceful, and he raised his hand lightly, as if he was commanding thousands of troops. At that moment, the thousands of arrows seemed to be given new life, and they turned around and flew in the direction they came from, like birds returning to their nests, leaving behind only the whizzing sound in the air and the astonished eyes of the people on the ground.

Immediately, screams were heard one after another. The fire produced by the explosion of spiritual energy caused the city to be in ruins, with wolves crying and ghosts howling. It was like hell on earth.

In the smoke-covered willows of Mocheng, peace has lasted too long, and people have long forgotten how cruel war is.

"This is a warning!"

Zhang San whispered, and before he finished speaking, his fist had already been swung out like thunder, carrying with it a fierce wind, as if to tear the space apart. This punch, condensing all his strength and will, directly hit the Tianji Pavilion that had stood for thousands of years.

Tianji Pavilion, this ancient building that carries countless legends and secrets, actually began to tremble under Zhang San's thunderous punch. Bricks and tiles were broken, and wooden beams were broken. The originally indestructible pavilion was now as fragile as paper. With a roar, the ruins of Tianji Pavilion collapsed one after another, and dust flew, covering the sky and the sun.

Just when a certain crowd of spectators hadn't closed their mouths yet, everyone was still in shock...

A woman flew out from the main city, stood in the air and confronted Zhang San from a distance. Her beautiful face seemed overshadowed at this moment.

The Lord of Qiyi City is a legendary figure in Mocheng Yanliu and also the strongest fighter in Mocheng Yanliu.

When someone is most needed to stand up, Lord Qi has never let anyone down.

After all, she flew out!

"Please teach me, sir!"

Her voice was very soft and she spoke very slowly. The man in front of her destroyed the Tianji Pavilion. She should be angry, but she had not been angry for many years and had forgotten how to be angry.

After saying that, Qi Yi swung his sword. The sword energy was like a raging flood. Even the space was shaking, and one could even see a few cracks. It was a sign that the space was about to collapse.

This sword used up all her spiritual energy.

When masters fight, victory or defeat is decided in a split second. There is not much time left for fancy things.

One sword decides life or death.

"Not bad, I like it."

Zhang San smiled. He was determined to enjoy the beauty in front of him.

As for this sword that could split the heaven and earth, in his eyes, it was like a child playing house.

There was no threat at all. It was obvious that the opponent had just entered the Star Level and was attacking for the first time!

First time!

"Hey hey hey..."