He was worried about not being able to find a strange beast in the True Vein Realm, and the arrival of the Iron-Winged Bird was like opening up a new opportunity for him.

Thinking of this, Chu Ming immediately bent the bow and pulled the string. The surging power flowed through his body, and finally injected into the longbow through his arm, condensing into an arrow of light.

The light arrow, formed entirely by the power of the master, was extremely bright, with an endless sharp edge, so dazzling that people could not open their eyes.

Immediately afterwards, Chu Ming loosened his fingers, and the arrow shot out with a swoosh, hitting an iron-winged bird in an instant.

"boom!"

There was a loud bang, and the iron-winged bird flying in the front was blown apart with a bang. Its huge body was blown into pieces, and its corpse slid down weakly from the sky.

Chu Ming was silently calculating the Iron-Winged Bird's defense in his mind, with something in mind.

Since he didn't know how strong the Iron-Winged Bird's defense was, Chu Ming used a hundred years of skill on the first arrow to test the waters first.

It seems that a hundred years of power is obviously too much. Next time, I will try using arrows with eighty years of power.

On the ground, everyone was excited when they saw this scene.

Zeng Kailun's inner pressure was greatly reduced, and he sneered: "I thought these iron-winged birds were so powerful, but that's all!"

As he spoke, he took aim at an iron-winged bird, ready to shoot it down like Chu Ming had done.

He straightened his posture, bent his bow and drew his arrow, exerted force suddenly, and his face suddenly turned red.

Why?

What's going on?

Can’t pull it?

The bow is a good one, but it just can't be pulled.

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