"Not good!"
Hearing the sound of the air exploding behind her, the nine-headed pheasant spirit turned her head in terror and instinctively thought to descend.
But it was too late. The arrow flew with extraordinary speed, piercing through the back of the nine-headed pheasant spirit and protruding from her chest.
The nine-headed pheasant spirit looked down subconsciously, and when she saw the bloodied arrowhead, her eyes widened with disbelief, her face showing an expression of incredulity. How could she be slain so swiftly? Was Li Jing's strength that terrifying?
In fact, the nine-headed pheasant spirit was frightened out of her wits. She was shot down not because Li Jing's strength was too horrific, but because her own battle power was too feeble. Despite having the body of a Great Demon, she lacked the combat prowess of one.
