Sharing Talents with Countless Versions of Myself

Chapter 227 – A few thousand

"Teng Qingshan, do you think your cousin will be okay?"

Ten kilometers away from here, two young men in black stood side by side on a high mountain, gazing into the distance.

The young man in black, Ji Ning, looked at the hundreds of magical treasures flashing in the distance, unable to help feeling a sense of alarm, and couldn't help but ask Teng Qingshan beside him.

"Cousin should be fine, right?"

The young man in black, Teng Qingshan, also felt uneasy as he looked at the scene.

It was a siege by hundreds of Wanxiang experts. None of the Wanxiang geniuses present dared to say that they could withstand it. It would be good enough if they weren't completely defeated!

"My cousin is much stronger than me, so he should be fine!"

Teng Qingshan thought of the cultivation of the Mountain and River Diagram in the past hundred years. Even if it was his cousin's second primordial spirit, he and Pei Sansan joined forces and couldn't even touch his clothes. He thought to himself.

Even so, he still felt anxious.

In the field.

Facing the hundreds of magical treasures attacking from the front, Xu Zong remained calm and unhurried. With a flip of his hand, he took out a long bow, then another flip, and took out an arrow, then bent the bow and nocked the arrow.

The power of the Great Dao of Wind and the Great Dao of Arrows converged on the arrow.

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