At this time, Shen Yuanjing chuckled, faced the hundreds of arrows in the air, and said, "Weak and weak." Then he raised his arms and gale of wind suddenly rose, and the snowflakes on both sides flew backwards from the ground back into the air, intertwined into a dense net, covering the front.

The flying arrow hit the net, as if it was stuck, and it could not move forward. It fell to the ground as Shen Yuanjing let go.
Chapter completed!