"It doesn't matter if your skills are not as good as mine, the disciples you recruit are also a bunch of losers."
"you……"
All the disciples of White Horse Hall were angered by his words, but they were not as strong as the other party.
Feng Lengchan pretended to be scared: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, I'm angry, disciples, I'm so scared..."
"Ha ha ha ha."
Shenyu Lin Fang immediately burst into laughter.
Feng Lengchan continued to stimulate Ji Yaduan, "You are the only decent disciple who has been expelled from your school. Tell me what you are good at."
"You...don't be too proud."
There was some blood at the corners of Ji Yatuan's mouth. It seemed that the two had fought before, and the result was obvious.
"As the saying goes, keep the net open so that we can meet each other easily in the future. I will also give you a clear path, which is... to be my semicolon."
"You're dreaming..."
Feng Lengchan's eyes began to become fierce, "You have to think about it carefully. If I fire a thousand arrows at once, you will have no leeway."
Ji Yaduan thrust the spear into the ground, and said with great righteousness: "I, Baimatang, will accept death and refuse to surrender."
"Admit death and refuse to surrender." All the disciples of the White Horse Hall said in unison.
Feng Lengchan nodded, "You have integrity, but... you're stupid."
As soon as he finished speaking, the disciples behind him began to set up their bows and load arrows. For a moment, all kinds of cold lights on the bows lit up, and they were dotted with murderous intent.
"kill."
At this killing sound, Feng Lengchan shouted happily, as if the White Horse Hall was already in his possession.
The wind roared and arrows came like rain. Ji Yaduan led everyone to resist with all their strength. Although they tried their best, many disciples still fell to the ground and were injured.
Before they had a chance to breathe, the second wave of arrows from Shenyumen came over again.
Feng Xiangshi looked at the White Horse Hall disciples who were unable to resist and suddenly felt bored, so he just shot an arrow at random.
Several waves of arrows rained down one after another, and only a few scattered disciples were still standing on the spot. The others fell to the ground, wailing continuously, either dead or injured.
Feng Lengchan held the horn bow in his hand, with the joy of victory already on his face.
"Brother Ji, let me send you on your last journey!"
The fingers pulled the string, and the bow slowly bent into an arc. There was no arrow in the palm, but there was the spiritual power of heaven and earth as the arrow. The ordinary-looking horn bow began to emit blue light, which became more and more powerful.
The strong wind blew against his face. Ji Ya was reluctant but could do nothing. He knew that he could not avoid the eighth arrow. He thought of the figure who left stubbornly. He said before leaving that he would regret it. Yes, he
Regretful. Although he asked for help from Nanhai, he didn't know if he would come. Now it seems he won't.
Ji Yaduan's expression suddenly became resolute, with a calm look on his face. He threw away his spear, put his hands behind his back, and calmly faced the blue arc of the earth spirit arrow. Yes, he had accepted death, but he wanted to
Die standing.
The energy around his body was locked by this arrow, and the air dispersed like water waves. Ji Yaduan slowly closed his eyes.
Feng Lengzen released his fingers, and the blue arrow of spiritual power launched a sonic boom, shaking the world and shooting directly.
At the critical moment when he was shot through the throat by an arrow, a silver spear broke through the sea of clouds, flew from the sky, pierced the blue arrow with a clang, and nailed into the stone platform with a bang, leaving only half of it.
Gun handle.
Feng Lengchan opened his eyes fiercely and looked at the person with some disbelief. Wasn't he already expelled from the master? Why did he come back again?
Ji Jinghou landed in front of his master, grabbed it hard with his five fingers, and the spear returned to his hand.
"You want to destroy the White Horse Hall, have you asked me, Marquis Ji Jing?"
The brocade robes were fluttering, the white horse was standing with a spear, and Marquis Ji Jing's roar was like thunder, echoing between heaven and earth for a long time.
"Eldest Brother, it's Eldest Brother who's back."
The surviving disciples of White Horse Hall cried with joy. If he had been a little later, White Horse Hall would have ceased to exist.
Wu Xiangshi suddenly became energetic, walked out of the crowd, and said with some contempt: "I heard that you can fight the King of Earth, I don't believe it."
Ji Jinghou didn't even look at him, he just said calmly: "You can't do it now."
"Hmph! I've been defeated. I want to see what you can do now."
Wu Xiangshi walked up to the person and opened his posture. Feng Lengchan didn't stop him. He obviously wanted to see how serious he was. If the arrow just now was just a trick, it would just be another corpse in Baima Hall.
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Wu Xiangshi's bow is longer than his height. Why he chose this choice? Only he knows clearly in his heart. Although the short bow is smart and can better match Bai Hong's light feather step, the advantage of the long bow is the power of multiple arrows.
Stronger, he has never been able to break through the barrier of the eighth arrow, so he worked hard to study the sixth arrow's multi-bead bow. He considered himself to be stronger than his senior brother in this regard. Faced with the former defeated general whose aura had changed drastically, he did not
Underestimating the enemy and taking action together is your own unique skill.
A bow was shot, and seven arrows were fired in succession. These seven arrows seemed to have no structure, but in fact they were well-organized and full of mystery. Wu Xiangshi was confident that even a strong man of the middle rank of Seven Arrows Battle King could fight with him.
Ji Jinghou held the gun in one hand, pointed at the sky a few times casually, then raised the tip of the gun and took back his stance.
Ding ding ding, several white gun shadows appeared in mid-air, knocking away Wu Xiangshi's seven self-righteous arrows.
The latter suddenly felt a terrifying energy coming from under his feet, but unfortunately it was too late and he was hit by a silver light that appeared out of thin air.
"How can this be?"
Wu Xiangshi fell down unwillingly, his eyes filled with horror before closing.
The defeated generals of the past are no longer the same today. Even if Wu Xiangshi survives the catastrophe, he will not be able to achieve much in the future.
Feng Pengfei, the senior disciple of Shenyu Sect, was surprised and stood up angrily.
Unexpectedly, Feng Lengchan stopped him.
"You are no match for him. The rumors are true. He can fight the King of Earth."
"Master..." Feng Pengfei was still a little unwilling.
"Don't show off your courage."
"yes."
When he retreated, the momentum of the Shenyu Sect disciples dropped by half.
"I underestimated you. If my guess is right, you have already mastered the Thunder Technique."
Feng Lengchan narrowed his eyes slightly. If this kid is not dealt with today, the Shenyu Sect may be in trouble.
"What? Thunder Technique?"
Except for Ji Yaduan, who already knew about this matter before, the disciples of both factions were shocked, but the disciples from the White Horse Hall were overjoyed.
"I'm a little curious, where did you learn the Thunder Technique?"
"You don't need to worry about that."
Since Ji Jinghouzhi entered the White Horse Hall, he has been living under their humiliation and power. He will not be at all kind to the people of the Shenyu Sect.
"It seems that you and I will have a battle today."
"I also want to know who is more important between you and the Earth King of the Heavenly King Sect."
In a verbal exchange of words, Ji Jinghou was neither humble nor arrogant, but his aura was far superior to that of his opponent.
"Big Brother, defeat him."
"Elder brother, avenge us."
"Elder brother, kill him...kill him..."
Some disciples were already crying and wiping away tears after speaking. At this moment, the figure in brocade clothes became the only support in their hearts.
The white horse neighed, the spear pierced through the thunder, and Ji Jinghou moved. Although he did not turn around and look at them, the hatred in his heart had accumulated to the extreme, so he took the lead.
Earth King Spear vs. Earth King Bow
A few white feathers sprouted from Feng Lengchan's feet, and he floated back to a distance of several hundred meters. The spear was good at close combat, but the bow was the opposite.
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Ji Jinghou snorted coldly in his heart. Although his shot missed, the white horse jumped and followed his drumbeat to catch up.
Hun Xiaotian once explained to him the mystery and length of Bai Hong Qingyu Step in detail. Ji Jinghou had practiced hard over the years and found a way to deal with it.
No matter how he rises or falls, Ji Jinghou can always catch up closely, which is even more surprising than the latter knowing the Thunder Technique.
Just when Ji Jinghou was chasing after him with all his heart, a powerful arrow hit his face. Ji Jinghou raised his gun and fired. The iron arrow scratched his cheek, and a warmth suddenly flowed out.
"Boy, don't think that I can't shoot at a close distance."
Ji Jinghou wiped off the blood and thought, this earth-level bow cultivator is indeed extraordinary.
But even so, he couldn't let it keep the distance, so he bullied himself and chased after him. This chapter has been completed!