Under the Twin Divine Trees, thousands of withered branches transformed into steel needles, densely falling like rain.
And in this thrilling and horrifying battlefield, a small figure swiftly shuttled back and forth, like a butterfly among flowers, dazzling onlookers.
Such a scene left the surrounding soldiers in awe, and even made Li Mengnan break out in a cold sweat.
It's too extreme...
Every time, just as the withered branches were about to pierce through Du Yu, his figure vanished without a trace.
Such a battlefield allows no room for distraction. Even a single miscalculation would mean Du Yu would be pierced by a thousand arrows!
"Be careful, be careful." Li Mengnan constantly murmured to herself, her heart in her throat.
The dense "Steel Needle Torrential Rain" sent chills down one's spine.
Among them, the young man struggling bitterly had exerted all his strength.
