Chapter 52: The Archer Returning to the World of Practitioners
Mo Qingfeng reluctantly tied his wound with a hemostatic bandage, but was unable to stand up from the ground.
He saw someone like a feather, floating above the heavy armored cavalry, and the heavy armored cavalry that gathered into an iron flow could not stop him.
He saw a golden and iron demon-like figure flying backwards and falling hard to the ground amidst the roaring sound like a giant bell.
It was a cultivator in the army wearing blue wolf heavy armor. However, under the palm of the opponent's cultivator whose sword was as bright as lightning, such a heavy body was directly knocked backwards.
From the very beginning, he rejected Zhantai Qantang's request. Logically speaking, a person like him who is as determined as iron and extremely loyal to the empire would never be able to change his previous decision and kill an important cultivator from an enemy country.
However, at this moment, seeing these scenes in front of him and hearing Zhantai Qantang's extremely sincere request, his mind began to tremble violently, and he struggled to open the heavy lock on the prison car.
However, what he didn't know was that on the mound not far away from them, the archer had not been in a hurry to fire the arrow from beginning to end, but had been calmly observing the movements on the field.
This man is wearing a tight-fitting black leather jacket and a black mask on his face. He is of medium build.
In his hand was a huge bow that was much larger than Yun Qin's standard strong bow. The whole body of the bow was covered with a layer of yellow light. It didn't look like gold or iron, but rather like some kind of huge skeleton.
Made of metal, the bowstring has a metallic cold light and is black, but it always feels wet, as if cold, tiny drops of water are constantly seeping out of it.
The moment Mo Qingfeng forcibly raised his body, the calm archer's eyes were firmly fixed on him.
The archer wearing a tight-fitting black leather jacket steadily drew the bowstring, but at this moment, the archer's eyes flashed violently, and his entire body swept forward and to the left.
The moment he turned around in the air, the arrow in his hand came out and shot towards behind him.
Lin Xi, who had already appeared not far behind the archer, dwarfed and continued to make progress.
The cold black fine gold arrow flew over Lin Xi's head, broke three thick trees in a row, and shot down the slope.
The archer shot again, but before his body hit the ground, the second arrow had already been released.
Lin Xi turned sideways and continued to move forward.
The arrow missed him.
The archer lands on the ground, takes a step back, stabilizes his body, and then shoots again.
Lin Xi walked straight forward, and the third arrow actually shot through the gap between his arm and his ribs. Not only did it not hurt his body, it didn't even tear the ordinary cotton robe he was wearing.
Between these three arrows, Lin Xi was already in front of the archer.
The archer's eyes were full of shock and unspeakable expression. Although the greatest deterrence of arrows comes from long range, with his speed of fire, the closer he gets, the harder it is to dodge. However, I don't know who this man is.
As a practitioner, he seemed to be able to sense the specific trajectory of each of his arrows in advance. His three arrows did not cause any obstacles to his attack!
In the intense shock, the archer did not hesitate at all. He bowed horizontally, and the black bowstring cut into Lin Xi's neck like an extremely thin long sword. At the same time, his
With a shake of his right hand, a black fine gold arrow already held in his hand was thrown out like a spear, piercing Lin Xi's chest.
Lin Xi's violent forward body suddenly paused.
Because of the surge of soul power, the soil under his feet boiled like a boil.
This stop made the archer's cross-cut bowstring still a full foot away from his body, leaving a gap.
At the same time, with a single swing of the long sword in his hand, he knocked away the black adamantine arrow that hit him directly in front of him.
The archer was not good at close combat. At this moment, he subconsciously took a step forward and wanted to continue the attack. However, he saw that the long sword in Lin Xi's hand was knocking away the fine gold arrows.
He even took off his hands and flew out.
For a moment, the archer felt shocked. He felt that with Lin Xi's dodge and momentum just now, as well as his ability to control his soul power to dodge his own blow, there was absolutely no way that the power of his own arrow would knock the long sword out of his hand.
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At this moment, he couldn't figure out why Lin Xi let go of the sword, but his eyes subconsciously glanced at the sword.
At this very moment, before he could swing his bow, he felt the soul power in Lin Xi's body spurting out at an unimaginable speed.
Lin Xi's entire body, in his perception, was like a skin bag leaking air everywhere.
The sword that flew out of his hand suddenly gathered powerful force, its speed suddenly increased several times, and it cut his throat.
The archer felt as if a hard and thick giant wood had hit his throat, and an unspeakable feeling of discomfort and fear filled his mind.
He took two steps back and looked down subconsciously.
All he saw was a fan-shaped piece of blood spurting out from his throat, and the world in front of him seemed like a bright cockscomb blooming.
He wanted to raise his head again, look at Lin Xi, and see how the other party could possibly do this.
However, he could no longer lift his head and fell to the ground.
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Lin Xi grabbed her long sword and quickly inserted it into the ordinary wooden scabbard on her back.
This is an archer of the same rank as him.
Judging from the previous shooting performance of this archer, apart from the fact that this archer cannot master some of the unique archery skills of the Academy's popular walkers, his ordinary shooting accuracy is no less than the peak of his previous archery skills.
Lin Xi during the period.
But the situation on the battlefield not far away at this moment made Lin Xi feel a little happy when she quickly grabbed the archer's bow and arrow.
When Bi Luoling left, the college's "Xiao Hei" had already been placed with Bian Linghan. Even if he had "Xiao Hei" at this moment, if he used it openly, his true identity would be exposed.
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At this moment, this giant bow with black bones and yellowing color is not a soul weapon from any academy or workshop in Yunqin at all, but he just holds it in his hand, and the texture from the bow body, as well as the runes left on the bow body and bow strings,
With some vibrating energy, he could be sure that this must be a good weapon.
With such a strong bow, it may be able to cope with the situation at hand.
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The battle between Lin Xi and this archer was thrilling, but in a very short period of time, great changes had already taken place on the battlefield where the Yunqin army and the practitioners were fighting.
Facing Mo Qingfeng who forcibly raised his body and started to open the lock, the practitioner who was extremely fast with his sword did not stop him, but in a very short period of time, he forcefully killed the two young men.
The wolf heavily armored sergeant was so shocked that blood spurted from his mouth and he was unable to stand up again.
However, what made this slim and powerful enemy cultivator frown suddenly was...the arrow he expected did not fall.
Mo Qingfeng should have been hit by an arrow again and fell in front of the prison car, but there was no black adamantine arrow piercing Mo Qingfeng's body, and no black adamantine arrow falling elsewhere.
Although it was just a simple attack and killing, I don't know how many arrangements were made secretly, and I don't know how much reliable information was gathered. I already know the composition of this escort army and the strength of the practitioners inside. So,
As far as this enemy practitioner is concerned, even if the archer fires an arrow somewhere openly, it is impossible for him to be attacked and killed suddenly and silently.
However, such an unreasonable thing happened suddenly.
Without any hesitation, this cultivator, who was holding a long knife with a thin blade like pure silver, and no one had been able to stop him before, started to retreat quickly.
There was a soft sound of "Dang!"
The door of the prison van was pushed open, and Zhantai Qiantang bent down and walked out.
At this time, Lin Xi had just held the strong bow in his hand.
Mo Qingfeng opened his mouth, but for a moment he was too weak to speak. But looking at the expression on Mo Qingfeng's face and the direction of his eyes, Zhantai Qiantang already understood.
What Mo Qingfeng was looking at was the carriage behind the prison car, the carriage Lei Jing had been in before.
Zhantai Qiantang looked at Mo Qingfeng and nodded slightly. In the next moment, his body had turned into a gust of wind and swept into the carriage in an instant.
"puff!"
The moment his body rushed into the carriage, a red spear thrown like a god pierced the carriage of the carriage, but Zhantai Qantang's body had already been shot hard from the rear of the carriage.
It was knocked out violently.
In his hand, he already held his indigo sword.
There was a strong wind next to the broken carriage.
Following the path of the crimson spear, the indigo sword in Zhantai Qantang's hand turned into a line of light and pierced the burly practitioner who had just thrown the spear!
"drink!"
A cultivator holding a sharp battle ax exhaled and raised his voice, and the giant ax in his hand struck hard towards this light.
However, at this moment, a shrill whistle of arrows suddenly sounded in the sky.
The practitioner holding a bright giant ax suddenly had his pupils dilated, his body suddenly stiffened, a ball of blood rushed out from his chest, and a cluster of arrows that was still spinning violently emerged from his back.
"puff!"
At the same time, the indigo long sword accurately pierced the throat of the burly cultivator, and with a quick recovery, the burly cultivator's body flew up like a kite.
Lei Jing was retreating while protecting Mr. Luo. When she saw the enemy practitioner with astonishingly fast sword skills retreating, her heart relaxed. At this moment, they suddenly saw such a scene. Both of them had some reactions in their hearts.
But come here...it's obviously the opponent's archer, why are you dealing with your own people now?
At the same time, the leader of the enemy completely shocked Luo Wu and Lei Jing with just a few swords. In the eyes of the thin cultivator who quickly retreated, there was an unusual look of astonishment. He knew that that
The archer must have been assassinated...but he didn't expect that the one who assassinated the archer was also such a powerful archer.
But in this astonishment, he did not stop and let out a roar.
Amid his roar, two practitioners broke out of the formation and began to run towards the mound where Lin Xi was.
On the mound, Lin Xi was waving his fingers, trying to get rid of the itchy and unfamiliar feeling in his bones. Then, his fingers once again picked up a heavy black metal arrow.
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