Pei Ye raised a hand and pointed, Shi Zanxue leaped over to shield Lu Yuque.
He was gently enveloped by an outer robe overflowing with True Qi. Nandu stood in front of him with her long legs, looking forward, a longsword in her hand.
A sharp, iron-hard object struck the floating robe and clattered to the ground. It was an arrow.
Then came the continuous thudding sound of arrows piercing wood, with several quivering tail feathers instantly embedded in the carriage walls.
The Eight Steeds each leaped into the air, and Yang Yifeng said, "Be careful, they are shooting the horses!"
Several arrows shot into the campfire, sparking starfire and smoke, accompanied by the frantic whinnying and wailing of horses.
The closest, Ji Jiuying, somersaulted onto the shaft of the cart, gripping the reins and calming the startled horses. Meanwhile, with Yang Yifeng at the center, Mysterious Qi surged vigorously within ten zhang, causing the arrows to fall away.
