As soon as Zhantai Qiantang escaped, all the chasing practitioners also chased him.
These practitioners were running with all their strength at this moment, each one of them was like a jumping phantom, faster than the speed of a military horse.
With just a few ups and downs, Zhantai Qiantang and all these practitioners had already distanced themselves from the heavy armored cavalry.
Seeing this scene, a school officer who reacted wanted to reach out and issue an order, turning all the ballistas to aim at these practitioners, and let the cavalry rush to attack again.
However, the moment he just stretched out his hand, the heart-shaking sound of arrows was heard again in the sky.
A long black metal arrow landed extremely accurately an inch in front of his feet. Only a tail feather was exposed, but it was still vibrating and making a weird metal vibration sound.
All the Yunqin soldiers present, including Lei Jing from the Sheriff's Mansion and Mr. Luo who had a broken arm, all understood that this arrow was a warning from the powerful archer.
This school officer's face turned purple in an instant.
How could the will of Yun and Qin soldiers be subdued by the threat of death?
After a slight hesitation, the school officer still decided to raise his hand and issue an order.
However, at this moment, the school officer heard a low command: "Stop!"
The school officer paused. Even the threat of death could not make him stop, but in the face of this voice, he had to obey absolutely.
Because the one who made this sound at this moment was Mo Qingfeng who was seriously injured.
The colonel loyally obeyed the orders of the top general in the army, but it was hard for him to understand. He couldn't help but turn his head to look at Mo Qingfeng, who was sitting with his back on the wheel of the prison car.
The eyes of Lei Jing, Mr. Luo, and the many sergeants who had been preparing to charge also fell on the general who was seriously injured and could not stand up.
"Victory cannot be won without force."
Mo Qingfeng knew what the people around him were thinking at this moment. He explained in a slow and somewhat bitter voice: "Although this involves national affairs, we should rush forward even if we die... But without this practitioner, we would have died long ago.
With this group of men at the moment.”
"Even if we can win by rushing in...but winning without using force, this is not what we should do." Mo Qingfeng coughed lightly and continued: "And the status...cultivation of these people has already exceeded
It exceeds the capabilities of our Qingyuan garrison."
After hearing these two words from Mo Qingfeng, and then thinking about the battle situation before Zhantai Qiantang took action, and then thinking about why Zhantai Qiantang fell into the hands of the garrison, the school officer felt a slight shiver in his heart, which surged to his face.
His blood immediately subsided a little, he bowed and said: "Yes!"
Lei Jing and Mr. Luo, two practitioners who represented the County Sheriff's Office and the Criminal Division respectively, knew at this moment that Mo Qingfeng also had the true emotion of not being able to bear to see his subordinates die. However, under this situation, their hearts were filled with
There was no resentment at all, but he was still controlled by a feeling of shock.
After all, not every practitioner can have the same opportunity to see so many high-level practitioners as Lin Xi. For most practitioners, the strongest practitioner they may see in this life is only a great master.
level of practitioners.
Even Lei Jing, who was born in Thunder College, has never seen so many powerful and strange practitioners in Thunder College.
…
Lin Xi switched the bow to her right hand.
Without injuring his fingers, he could only draw the bow and control the string five or six times with one hand at most.
But for Lin Xi, five or six more chances to shoot are enough. And he is not afraid of missing the shot, because he is the only one in the world besides Dean Zhang who can position himself for the shot.
Archer.
The moment he picked up a black metal arrow with his left hand, his eyes were already firmly locked on the last Zhen Kuai of Zhantai Qiantang and others.
From Zhen Kuai's previous attack to the subsequent series of actions, he was already certain that Zhen Kuai was the leader of the group of practitioners who intercepted Zhantai Qiantang, and was the most powerful one. Now Zhu is
Although there were five practitioners behind Zhantai Qiantang, Lin Xi knew that the key to this battle lay only with Zhen Kuai at the end.
Without the slightest hesitation, the moment his eyes locked on Zhen Kuai, the arrow in his hand had already made a roar, turned into a black light of death, and appeared in the air.
…
Zhen's fast running is extremely unique.
There was no change in the landing of his feet, and he seemed to be running straight forward.
But his soul power seemed to be swinging in his spine, making it seem like there was a big dragon swinging in his body.
This kind of swing caused his body to move laterally in the air with every step he took, causing his whole body to strangely float left and right as he moved forward.
The average archer naturally predicts the opponent's next position through some subtle body movements. Zhen Kuai, who does not change his external appearance and uses his inner strength to change the way the figure moves forward, is naturally more difficult to lock.
If it were placed in the world with airplanes and computers that Lin Xi was familiar with, I am afraid that even a machine gun might not be able to sweep the target quickly.
However, the moment the whistle of arrows sounded in the sky, Zhen Kuai's neck felt numb.
This is the body’s intuitive perception, a state that exceeds the human brain’s judgment.
At this moment, Zhen Kuai saw that the air in front of him had been completely distorted, and he had an unreal feeling as there were countless curtains of water washing in front of his eyes.
He knew that this was the true scene that the arrow had accurately landed in front of him, compressing the air sharply.
If there is an error in the line of sight, judging the distance will have terrible consequences... Zhen Kuai felt a strong sense of danger in his heart, but he did not feel nervous at all. He closed his eyes directly and then drew the knife.
Ding! A crisp sound.
The golden wind overflowed, and the black metal arrow was cut into two pieces by his sword, and all of them flew out in a spin.
A gasp of air came from the heavily armored cavalry formation at the rear.
Although this heavily armored cavalry army suffered heavy casualties, Yun Qin founded the country with force and worshiped brave men in their bones. These Yun Qin soldiers admired bravery even more. When they were watching at this moment, they did not deliberately show off because they were their opponents.
Conceal your true emotions.
In the eyes of these soldiers, they couldn't even see the shadows of the arrows falling in the sky. However, this enemy practitioner was able to kill the arrows with one precise stroke. It was truly astonishing!
…
The arrow missed, but Lin Xi's emotions did not fluctuate at all.
Without any pause, as smoothly as water, his left hand had already picked up the second black metal arrow, opened the bow, drawn the string, and controlled the feather, all in an instant.
During these six months, he was like a vegetative state, unable to move much. He usually developed the habit of practicing archery skills every day, but he could not practice with a bow and arrow. This desire stemming from the depth of his heart was actually extremely uncomfortable, and
He himself did not expect that this time he had just faced the world of practitioners again, but he would have to cum all at once.
The black metal arrow shot through the air and landed in front of Zhen Kuai accurately.
Zhen quickly swung her sword and killed Lin Xi's second arrow shot at him.
The third arrow arrived instantly.
Zhen Kuai flew away again.
Then, there is the fourth arrow.
Logically, the most attractive person at this moment should be Zhantai Qantang who is running at the front. His body has become extremely huge, like a devil crawling out of hell.
Because just when the fourth arrow fell, a practitioner with a long banner who was following Zhantai Qantang was already twisted by Zhantai Qantang's red chains, and his whole body was burning, just like a torch.
, was pulled and floated behind Zhantai Qiantang.
However, at this moment, most people's eyes were fixed on a foot in front of Zhen Kuai.
Because of the stability and accuracy of the black metal arrows, it has reached an inexplicably terrifying level for these soldiers.
Moreover, the shooting speed of these black metal arrows is extremely fast. Each arrow almost breaks the tail vortex of the previous arrow, and instantly lands in front of Zhen Kuai. In the eyes of these soldiers, these four arrows,
It was as if they overlapped and formed one arrow. Only when the four arrows were chopped off and fell down slowly did they know for sure that the archer had shot four arrows in a row.
At this moment, in their minds, Lin Xi, the archer, was not a human being at all, but a cold weapon that could not make the slightest mistake.
Zhen Kuai struck four arrows in a row, but when the fourth arrow flew away, his face had turned a little pale, and drops of blood were already flying out of his hands.
It was not just the skin on his palms that was shattered by the collision of powerful forces, but cracks appeared on the skin of his entire arm under the continuous and rapid use of soul power that exceeded the limit of his own endurance.
The muscles and meridians of the entire arm have also begun to be damaged.
Zhen Kuai now understood that just as he was using the deaths of other practitioners to consume Zhantai Qantang's power, Lin Xi was also using arrows to consume his own power.
This is a cruel trade-off.
However, what he couldn't understand was how the other party could use his soul power so quickly, and how could he keep shooting at such a speed?
The fear of a powerful archer lies in the fact that the power of the arrows inspired will exceed the strength of the archer's own cultivation. Now that the power of his sword swing exceeds these arrows, it means that his cultivation is definitely higher than that of his opponent.
In this case, why haven't the opponent's arms been destroyed when he used his soul power to shoot so sharply?
The ghost's wail of arrows resounded in the sky again, and the breath of death descended again.
Unexpectedly, the fifth arrow had already arrived.
Ding!
There was still a crisp sound, and Zhen Kuai still accurately knocked away the arrow, but his entire right arm began to tremble violently for the first time, even causing half of his body to tremble violently.
On the hill, Lin Xi's calm eyes accurately captured Zhen Kuai's tremor, and then he fired another arrow.
This was the last arrow he fired without causing serious damage to his fingers and arms.
Still accurate.
This black metal arrow shot straight forward and arrived in front of Zhen Kuai.
Zhen Kuai, who was already injured, could not swing the sword to kill the arrow. At this moment, he could only let out a painful cry and met the arrow with his right shoulder.
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