Chapter 92

"Pass the order, gather the most skilled archers near the city wall—"

Following Commander Heng's order, some archers recognized for their exceptional skills were recommended and gathered on the city wall.

A moment later.

About seven or eight archers, ranging from the fifth to the eighth level of cultivation, gathered around Commander Heng.

These archers were well-known in the Guangling Commandery, mostly young and middle-aged men.

But there was one exception: one of the archers was a fourteen-year-old boy.

Zhao Feng, holding the "Golden Thread Bow," stood in the crowd, slightly bewildered and surprised.

He had been recommended by some archers and only just realized the situation.

"You only need to launch arrow attacks to lure the 'Golden Beak Eagle King' to the vicinity of the city tower..."

Commander Heng explained his plan.

The plan was simple: use arrow attacks to severely wound the 'Golden Beak Eagle King' and lure it to the ambush position, where it would be killed by a group of ninth-level cultivators.

"This is probably..."

The seven or eight archers in the crowd exchanged glances, looking hesitant and troubled.

"What! Can't you even do this small task?"

Commander Heng's face darkened, and he sneered.

The archers present broke out in cold sweat.

"Commander, the 'Golden Beak Eagle King' is too fast, darting through the air, making it hard to track with the naked eye. Moreover, it generates powerful gusts of wind while flying, causing arrows to veer off course before they even get close. Its formidable defense means that even if we manage to hit it, it would be like scratching it."

A middle-aged archer said, looking helpless.

This middle-aged archer had reached the seventh level of martial arts cultivation.

His words were echoed by the other archers present.

Zhao Feng's left eye could see farther and more clearly, and he understood the difficulty.

First, the 'Golden Beak Eagle King' flew at an astonishing speed, generating powerful gusts of wind, making it hard to aim and hit vital points.

Second, the 'Golden Beak Eagle King's' defense was extremely formidable, capable of withstanding attacks from eighth-level martial artists without injury.

Moreover, the archers had to launch ultra-long-range attacks from near the ground.

Of course.

There was also the most terrifying point!

If, by any chance, they managed to wound the 'Golden Beak Eagle King,' they would still need to lure it to the ambush area.

Ordinary seventh or eighth-level martial artists would find it almost impossible to withstand the 'Golden Beak Eagle King's' attack, facing almost certain death.

Therefore, considering all these points, the archers present had little confidence.

Just then.

"Ah ah..."

The golden rage wind formed by the 'Golden Beak Eagle King' swept over a part of the city wall, claiming a dozen lives.

Swish!

After killing a dozen people, the 'Golden Beak Eagle King' quickly turned and attacked another area.

"Junior Brother Mo, be careful!"

Ye Lingyun, Yang Qingshan, and others shouted in alarm.

This time, the 'Golden Beak Eagle King' targeted Bei Mo.

Bei Mo was fighting a top-tier ferocious beast outside the city wall when he sensed a powerful gust of wind from behind.

"Spirit Crane Soaring Clouds!"

Bei Mo used a subtle light body technique, his body soaring like a spirit crane, flying dozens of meters in the air, his martial arts inner strength roaring like the wind, and he used the air to gain momentum several times.

This was actually a holy-grade light body martial art!

Chirp~

The 'Golden Beak Eagle King' let out a long cry and clashed with Bei Mo in mid-air.

Boom!

The 'Golden Beak Eagle King's' attack was blocked, and Bei Mo, with his blood surging, landed on the ground, slightly injured but avoiding a fatal blow.

The attack failed, and the 'Golden Beak Eagle King' returned to the sky, diving down to find a new target.

It was clearly the sky's dominant force on this battlefield, wreaking havoc.

"If this little beast causes any harm to Junior Brother Bei Mo..."

Ye Lingyun was drenched in cold sweat.

He returned to his original position and discussed countermeasures with Commander Heng.

Whoosh!

At this moment, the most outstanding archers attempted to launch long-range attacks on the 'Golden Beak Eagle King.'

Ding ding...

A few arrows barely grazed the 'Golden Beak Eagle King's' wings, causing a few sparks to fly.

They couldn't penetrate its defenses at all!

The faces of the archers who launched the arrows were somewhat embarrassed.

"Unless we can hit a vital point, but that's too difficult."

The archers shook their heads.

Ding ding ding...

Several more arrows hit the 'Golden Beak Eagle King,' but none could penetrate its metal-like, tough feathers.

Another failure!

These archers, returning empty-handed several times, had bitter smiles on their faces.

Zhao Feng also pulled the 'Golden Thread Bow' and tried a few shots. The situation was similar; the arrows he shot veered off course due to the powerful gusts of wind and failed to breach the 'Golden Beak Eagle King's' defenses.

Chirp—

The 'Golden Beak Eagle King' suddenly dove down, leading dozens of ferocious beasts toward a few nearby archers.

"Ah ah..."

The faces of the archers turned pale as they tried to dodge, but two of them were killed on the spot.

Piao Ling Du!

Zhao Feng, having "predicted" the situation, used a light body technique, swinging the 'Golden Thread Bow' and killing two low-level ferocious beasts with a "snap" and stunning a high-level 'Golden Beak Eagle.'

Compared to the other archers' panic, Zhao Feng remained calm and composed.

Hmm?

At this moment, Commander Heng noticed Zhao Feng, surprised by the young archer's composure and strength.

"Junior Brother Zhao, are you also skilled in archery?"

Ye Lingyun also noticed Zhao Feng, his face showing surprise.

"Yes, I can give it a try."

Zhao Feng nodded and approached Senior Brother Ye.

"Mr. Zhao, are you sure you can do it?"

Commander Heng's face was serious, his brows furrowed.

If Zhao Feng were an ordinary archer, he wouldn't mind giving it a try.

But this young man was a disciple of Lord Guangjun, and if anything went wrong, he would be held responsible.

"If it's just about luring it down, it shouldn't be a problem."

Zhao Feng said and slowly drew the 'Golden Thread Bow,' demonstrating his resolve.

He took a deep breath, and a faint blue glow appeared on the surface of his eyeball. The 'Golden Beak Eagle King' in his field of vision moved incredibly slowly.

Swish!

In that super-visual interface, Zhao Feng could see the changes in the 'Golden Beak Eagle King's' blood, muscles, and bones, and even predict its next flight path.

He stood still, his left eye locked on the 'Golden Beak Eagle King,' not firing a single arrow for a moment.

"Indeed, he's not simple!"

Commander Heng and Ye Lingyun exchanged glances.

They both sensed a concentrated and unreleased aura from Zhao Feng, a sharp and piercing force that was continuously rising.

The sharpness in the young man's eyes almost made them unable to look directly.

Chirp!

Suddenly, the 'Golden Beak Eagle King' reversed direction and flew toward the nearby side.

Bing swoosh!

Without hesitation, Zhao Feng pulled the 'Golden Thread Bow' repeatedly, the bowstring trembling in the air, shaking the heart.

In that instant, three arrows whistled through the air in a strange arc, shooting into the void.

At first glance, the three arrows didn't seem to be heading toward the 'Golden Beak Eagle King,' but the situation evolved in that direction.

In the sky above the city wall, a strange scene unfolded: three golden arrows in an arc collided with the golden shadow of the 'Golden Beak Eagle King.'

Yes! It was a collision!

Whether it was the golden arrows or the 'Golden Beak Eagle King,' both were flying in arcs, starting from two unrelated paths and eventually intersecting.

Whoosh—

The golden arrow, carrying a faint blue aura, broke through the 'Golden Beak Eagle King's' surrounding gusts of wind and accurately pierced its eye.

This scene made the archers on the city wall gasp in shock.

As archers, their vision far exceeded that of ordinary people.

"How did he do it..."

A seventh-level archer's pupils constricted; he couldn't believe how Zhao Feng managed to hit the 'Golden Beak Eagle King's' vital point with such precision amidst the high speed and powerful gusts of wind.

Ding!

The golden arrow pierced the 'Golden Beak Eagle King's' eye but was blocked by the eyelid, causing a spark.

What a pity!

The archers on the city wall couldn't help but feel regret.

It turned out that the 'Golden Beak Eagle King' had closed its eyes at the last moment.

As a top-tier ferocious beast and the sky's dominant force, its reaction was incredibly fast.

At this moment, a smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Feng's mouth.

Whoosh—

The other two golden arrows, following the trajectory of the first, carried sharp and condensed inner strength and gusts of wind, piercing the 'Golden Beak Eagle King's' eyelid.

Because the first arrow had already broken through the 'Golden Beak Eagle King's' surrounding gusts of wind, the next two arrows had a much smoother path.

Ding—

The second arrow barely pierced the 'Golden Beak Eagle King's' eyelid, causing blood to flow.

Puh!

The third arrow, piercing the bloodstain, forcefully entered the eye.

The three arrows, forming a single arc, hit the same point in quick succession.

The first two arrows served as the "path," and the last arrow was the true killing blow!

Such a stunning archery attack left the archers on the city tower speechless and amazed.

Chirp—

A piercing and deafening cry echoed in the sky. The 'Golden Beak Eagle King's' eye was injured, blood streaming, and it flew toward the culprit, Zhao Feng, with boundless rage.

"Prepare the ambush!"

Zhao Feng had anticipated this and used the "Piao Ling Du" technique to move toward the ambush area.

At this moment, the people on the city wall, including Commander Heng, Ye Lingyun, and the archers, finally snapped out of their shock.

Ambush!

Prepare to attack!

Commander Heng and Ye Lingyun, two ninth-level cultivators, along with several eighth-level peak cultivators, secretly gathered their strength.

Chirp!

The 'Golden Beak Eagle King' flew to the ground near the city wall, carrying boundless rage, and directly attacked Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng felt a chill of danger enveloping his body, knowing he had been locked onto by the 'Golden Beak Eagle King.'

Yan Bo Wu Ying Bu!

His figure suddenly blurred, and he silently merged into the crowd on the city wall.

The 'Golden Beak Eagle King' almost lost sight of Zhao Feng, only able to determine a general location. Zhao Feng's "Yan Bo Wu Ying Bu" technique was无形无影, blending him into the crowd.

At this moment, Commander Heng and Ye Lingyun, who were nearby, attacked simultaneously.

Piercing Cloud Heaven Slay!

Lingering Cut!

The two ninth-level peak cultivators, one with a sword and the other with a palm, unleashed terrifying and horrifying power. The aftereffects of their attacks swept a fifteen-meter radius, affecting a large area of the city tower.

Boom bang crack—

The 'Golden Beak Eagle King,' losing its reason, was caught off guard and suffered the fatal attacks of the two ninth-level cultivators.

Ye Lingyun used a holy-grade martial art, his palm transforming into a wind blade, instantly cutting through the 'Golden Beak Eagle King's' powerful defense, leaving deep, bone-deep wounds.

Commander Heng's sword technique, though a semi-holy-grade martial art, was near perfection, and his attack was no less powerful than Ye Lingyun's.

Puh!

The cold and lethal sword almost decapitated the 'Golden Beak Eagle King.'

Boom boom rumble...

Immediately, the surrounding seventh and eighth-level martial artists joined in, dealing severe blows to the 'Golden Beak Eagle King,' leaving it half-dead.

Chirp—

The 'Golden Beak Eagle King,' at the end of its strength, roared in hatred and, with its last bit of energy, lunged toward a young man holding a golden bow in the crowd.