Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint

"Sir, should we make a move now?" Xie Xiaojiu asked.

"Let's wait and see," Jiang Ning replied indifferently as the longbow had already appeared in his hand.

Below them, following the actions of those four men, two groups of Inspection Office personnel had already fallen into disarray.

Among those who had made their move, two were a cut above the rest, being genuine Martial Arts Seventh Grade practitioners.

For a moment, cries for fathers and mothers were non-stop.

Jiang Ning also watched this scene coldly, unmoved.

Not until Zhao Hu's arm was chopped off by the burly man who had just attacked did Jiang Ning slowly draw his bowstring.

The bow was drawn to full draw.

Bang—

Jiang Ning made his move.

The people below had not noticed anything at all.

Until—

Boom—

A muffled thunderous noise erupted in everyone's ears, like a bolt from the blue.

The powerful sound and commotion of the explosion instantly drew all eyes in the valley to its source.

When they looked towards where the sound had come from, they were all utterly shocked.

Because there was nothing left but a deep pit at that spot, three feet deep.

Half of the body by the pit had disappeared.

"There's a divine archer!!!" the muscular man suddenly shouted, alerting everyone.

Then,

He quickly scanned his surroundings.

Elsewhere,

As Jiang Ning watched this scene from above, he was inwardly clicking his tongue in wonder.

He had not imbued his arrow with the effect of the Wind Thunder Arrow Skill, only using the force of the Wind Thunder Art.

Yet, the power it brought was a pleasantly surprising shock to him.

Martial Arts Ninth Grade warriors, clad in armor and wielding sharp weapons,

were effortlessly penetrated by his arrow through their armor and torn asunder.

Half a body was ripped apart by the powerful kinetic energy of this single arrow.

Such an effect was comparable to that of an ordinary person hit by a Barrett Explosion.

"The Wind Thunder Arrow Skill after three Break Limits really lived up to my expectations!" Jiang Ning thought to himself.

Then he pulled his bow and shot an arrow again.

This time, his target was a Martial Arts Eighth Grade warrior from the Black Mountain Army, at the level of the Divine Power Realm.

The bow was drawn to full draw.

Bang—

The arrow once again broke through the air.

Breaking the sound barrier in the sky, it caused a terrifying wave of air.

With this arrow, the arrow came first, and the sound followed.

For the common martial artist, if their eyes failed to spot this arrow, it was a death strike.

Impossible to dodge.

The next moment.

Boom—

Another explosion rocked the valley, as a Black Mountain Army soldier clad in armor was pierced through by the arrow. An enormous gash appeared in his chest, where one could see the sun overhead.

Thud—

The Martial Arts Eighth Grade Black Mountain Cavalry soldier, clad in armor, fell straight to the ground.

This Black Mountain soldier's bodily defensive power was clearly stronger than the former's, but against this terrifying arrow, even with armor, it was still ineffective.

The ultimate outcome was still death.

"Brother, on the cliff top!" another strong man called out loudly.

When this warning was given, everyone in the valley, having stopped fighting because of the shocking development, looked up at their surroundings.

In an instant,

They all saw Jiang Ning and Xie Xiaojiu.

They also saw Jiang Ning, who was drawing his bow to full once again.

"It's him!!!" Liuu Shansheng was utterly horrified.

The effects of these two arrows had left him astounded.

Such a terrifying mastery of the bow, he had never seen in his life.

Originally, he thought it was some passing senior expert.

He never expected it to be Jiang Ning.

Someone he was already familiar with, whom he had previously not taken seriously.

"My brother-in-law's own brother, he has such ability?!!" Liuu Shansheng's eyes constantly shifted with astonishment.

Elsewhere,

Liu Zhaonan's eyes flickered with surprise, then he quickly recovered and shouted.

"Commander Jiang is our reinforcement, we must withdraw quickly, not to hinder him!"

Upon hearing this,

Everyone snapped back to reality.

"Go!"

"Go!"

"..."

Low shouts rose.

Zhao Hu also covered his severed arm with a ferocious expression and followed them in retreat.

...

Meanwhile,

Bang—

Jiang Ning released the arrow pinched between his fingers.

The arrow instantly broke through the air with terrifying kinetic energy.

At this moment, standing atop the valley with the high ground to his advantage, overlooking everything below,

with the speed of his arrows now, it only took a third of a breath's time to hit anyone in the valley.

"Quick, dodge!" the muscular man's pupils contracted, and he immediately shouted.

Then,

He moved, with the soil under his feet flying, racing towards the rock walls of the valley with an unstoppable momentum.

"Zhao Liu, Li San! Don't bother with the others, follow me in the charge, we mustn't let him shoot arrows at will!"

The burly man rushed toward the rock wall, and immediately spoke out.

"Yes, big brother!"

"Yes, big brother!"

The two men singled out by the burly man also decisively followed his steps.

They were very clear.

An archer capable of shooting arrows that break the sound barrier, if allowed to act at will, would be nothing short of a death god reaping lives.

Especially with the advantage of the high ground.

Every breath could take away the life of a brother.

As the only other two Seventh Grade Martial Artists in the Black Mountain Army aside from their big brother, they had an undeniable responsibility.

At that moment.

Boom—

Another thunderous noise reached the ears of the three men.

The corner of their eyes caught the sight, and their eye sockets instantly turned bloodshot.

Because another brother, who had traveled thousands of miles with them, had been shot dead, and his body was blown to pieces, not even leaving a whole corpse.

Traveling thousands of miles together,

The journey had seen their number of brotherly comrades dwindle.

And the corresponding emotions had deepened.

By now, the burly man knew them as well as the back of his hand.

He knew where they hailed from, how many were in their families, why they joined the Black Lotus Sect, why they joined the Black Mountain Army...

"Don't take on the arrows head-on, dodge with all you've got!!" Zhao Liu yelled hoarsely.

Suddenly.

Boom—

Another arrow fell.

Like a shell, it exploded a large crater on the ground.

As for the Black Mountain Army soldier hit by the arrow, his limbs had already been severed.

"Big brother, we can't dodge it!!!" the comrade beside the fallen soldier cried out in fear and despair.

He had watched his good brother dodging with all his might.

But his chattiest good brother, even after sidestepping halfway, was still quietly locked on by the arrow, hitting him straight in the chest.

At that moment.

He stared intently at Jiang Ning on top of the valley, seeing another arrow from Jiang Ning's hand shoot out.

At that moment, he knew the arrow was heading straight for him.

"Big brother!!!"

He screamed with all his might, tears spurting from his eyes, his voice filled with endless fear.

At this time, he also moved laterally with all his might, trying to dodge the incoming arrow.

The burly man looked back.

Immediately he saw an arrow descend as if it was divine punishment.

Boom—

The arrow fell and tore through everything.

It didn't stop until it had buried itself deeply into the soil.

Witnessing this, the burly man's pupils shrank dramatically.

He instantly understood there was something wrong with these arrows.

They seemed to have the power to seek their target.

Instantly.

His eyes locked onto Jiang Ning above his head.

He dared not be distracted any longer.

He knew to stop Jiang Ning, the divine archer, it would depend on him and the other two Seventh Grade Martial Artists brothers.

He had already made out Jiang Ning's face.

Although he did not recognize Jiang Ning's identity, he could see that Jiang Ning had a very young face.

"Such a divine archer must have close combat as his weakness!" The burly man made use of Jiang Ning's blind spot, climbing the rock wall in a frenzy.

Before his formidable arm strength.

A single grab resulted in stones splintering, and his body soared straight up, moving three to four zhang with each motion.

His movements on the rock face were as agile as a White Ape.

His limbs working together, he rapidly closed the distance toward the top.

On the other side.

Jiang Ning had already noticed the three men charging at him.

After letting the burly man come closer, Jiang Ning pulled the bowstring tight and aimed at the other two.

Bang—

The arrow split the air, traversing a hundred meters in an instant.

Boom—

With one arrow down, the one who appeared to be a Seventh Grade Martial Artist in Jiang Ning's eyes died instantly on the spot.

"Martial Arts Seventh Grade, five thousand Contribution Value!"

Jiang Ning thought to himself.

He then turned the direction of the arrow, aiming at the other suspected Seventh Grade Black Mountain Cavalry.

Bang—

The arrow tore through the air again!

Boom—

Another man perished instantly.

At the same time.

Xie Xiaojiu, standing beside Jiang Ning, had already been dumbfounded.

Jiang Ning's terrifying speed of killing the enemy simply left him breathless.

From the recent engagement of the Black Mountain Army with Commanders Liu Shansheng and Liuu Zhaonan, he knew that this group of the Black Mountain Army was extraordinarily strong.

Some of them were even beyond his ability to cope with.

However, several individuals in his eyes that were extremely troublesome were nothing but a simple slaughter in Jiang Ning's hands.

No matter the opponent.

Each arrow sought the enemy's life, without exception.

"If I were to face the lord in the valley, I would be no different from them!" Xie Xiaojiu murmured to himself.