Chapter 383: Just Bending the Bow and Shooting the Big Eagle II
"Ah...get out of the way!"
When one profound practitioner saw the sudden silver-white arrow feathers, he didn't care about fighting with Zhou You, and hurriedly ran away with vibrating spiritual energy wings. When the other one looked back, his legs and feet were suddenly numb with fear, and his soul was gone!
The momentum of the silver arrow is so terrifying that if it encounters a large mountain, it will undoubtedly explode the entire mountain, let alone a small human being?
For a moment, the Xuan-level monk from before easily dodged the silver arrow and couldn't help but relax his vigilance. He smiled at Zhou You and was ready to take action.
"Hehehe, it seems like that's all..."
But before he finished speaking, he was horrified to find that his chest seemed to have been pierced by something hard! The pain of being torn apart was so clear, so "ecstatic"!
"ah……"
Then, shrill screams resounded throughout the night sky, making people's scalp numb. I saw the monk just now, with bloody hands desperately grasping the bloody arrow feathers that were about to break out of the body. If
If you let the huge arrow feathers pass through your body, then you will be really doomed.
However, by doing so, he not only did not alleviate the castration of the silver arrow that "had to be fired if it was on the string", but was dragged by the arrow feathers to draw a "beautiful" arc of blood in the night sky, which was dragged for dozens of feet.
Far away, the man's whole body was worn down by the void space torn apart by the arrow feathers, leaving only bones. The heart-rending screams finally disappeared, and all the flesh and blood were ground into a blood mist that colored the night sky. Finally, "
With a bang, his body finally exploded completely!
At this time, another monk who hurriedly avoided was shot through the neck by the falling moon arrow. Fortunately, his death appearance was not as terrible as the previous one. Two parts of his body and head were not completely turned into blood mist, but
There is no way to escape the fate of falling into the earth and being buried forever!
At the same time, Prince Ming, who had already penetrated the strangeness of this "Lunar Moon Bow" - who would never give up until he hit the target, not only did not dodge in a hurry, but looked at the arrow feathers with blazing eyes, strangely
Turning one side, he actually wanted to grab the comet-like arrow feathers with both hands!
His momentum cannot be said to be overwhelming; his body cannot be said to be weak; his courage cannot be said to be unmatched by anyone!
"Ah...stop for me, Prince!"
Prince Ming was also taken out several tens of feet. With his last scream, he finally stopped the falling moon arrow in his hand that was like a loach trying to escape but penetrated his body. However, he pulled at it frantically.
The light of the arrow's feathers gradually dimmed, and finally turned into a small wooden stick!
Shaking the wooden stick in his hand, he noticed that three of the ten mysterious killers who had come in a moment had lost three. Instead of panicking, Prince Ming pursed his lips with bloodthirsty and said: "It's interesting, if you can kill
Only these ten profound practitioners have the capital to fight against me, and I, the prince, will give you a fair duel tonight!"
Although he said this, he was actually playing a trick, because he clearly noticed that the white-haired boy standing on the wooden platform was constantly dripping with blood from the corners of his mouth. What was even more amazing was that after a period of observation by him, as time passed,
As time goes by, or every time an arrow is shot, the momentum of the white-haired boy will weaken.
In this way, the so-called "fair fight" is nothing more than waiting for Nie Chenfeng's energy to be exhausted and he is actually meat on the chopping block!
Of course, it has to be said that every prince has his arrogant side. When facing the enemy, he is unwilling to take advantage of others. He must have the momentum and mentality to move forward!
Those disciples of the Wuhuang Sect couldn't believe that their Prince Feng was so powerful that he shot and killed three powerful men who were just out of reach in their eyes with just two shots.
of!
Today, the white-haired boy gave them too much shock. At such a young age, his strength was terrifying. However, if they panicked a little, a fighting spirit suddenly erupted into every corner of their bodies along with the hot blood, making
Their momentum was so strong that after a few dozen breaths, they actually killed more than thirty yellow-level warriors on the other side!
And in the distant sky, a man covered with white frost stood calmly. His handsome face only fluctuated slightly when the white-haired boy used the moon-falling bow!
"If you didn't have magic hands, killing you would be like slaughtering a dog... It's just that I will never have a chance to have a fair fight with you. You can die tonight..."
The man was muttering to himself, his deep eyes never leaving the white-haired boy in the stands. He couldn't help but sigh when he noticed that the fairy in the audience was staring regretfully at the gradually weakening man on the stage.
On the other side, Zhou Xian'er, who was standing in white clothes with a frown, did not rush to explain anything. She felt a kind of powerlessness, a kind of frustration, and endless regrets all came to her heart, especially when she saw the white-haired boy getting weaker and weaker.
The inexplicable pain in her figure caused her delicate body to tremble uncontrollably! "It's too late, it's too late... I don't want you to die... Wuwuwu... I don't want you to die..."
As for Nie Chenfeng, although he was a little weaker and the corners of his mouth were bleeding continuously, his expression remained the same. Taking advantage of the time when Prince Ming was delayed by an arrow, he once again prepared five falling moon arrows.
This time, he was actually preparing to fire five arrows!
First one arrow, then three arrows, and now five arrows. Such a number is frightening and even more worrying. Is his spiritual energy that huge? Can it sustain such a huge consumption?
The answer is obvious. Although he has the mysterious eight ancient characters of the "Martial Emperor's Fighting Scripture" in his body, and a strange small tree that can provide him with pure primitive energy, he is unable to make ends meet and is struggling!
It is not difficult to use the Luoyue Bow, but what is difficult is to ensure that each arrow has enough energy to completely kill a powerful man with two or three stars in the Xuan Rank.
Everyone knows that as soon as you are promoted to a profound practitioner, it will be difficult to kill you, unless the gap between your cultivation level and the enemy is too huge. And Nie Chenfeng, who is only a four-star out-of-body realm at the profound level, how can it be possible?
How about dealing with ten mysterious practitioners in one go?
He is neither a god nor a demon, so whoever can hold up a pillar to the sky, bend a bow and shoot a giant eagle can do nothing!
The reason why he dared to do this was because he was overdrawing his life, essence and blood, and wanted to finish the battle quickly within half an hour - at least complete the first task of the Imperial Sect!
"call out……"
"call out--"
"call out--"
…
The sound of five arrows tearing through the space clearly reached the ears of every monk. Hearing this, several other practitioners were so frightened that their legs and feet trembled. They had just seen the ferocity of the falling moon arrow, and now the target
It's me, how can we not be afraid?
He could no longer care about any orders, he could no longer care about the bullshit prince, his own life was still important. So, the five mysterious practitioners fled in all directions without hesitation, while the two weaker one-star mysterious practitioners were left.
However, he was suppressed by Zhou You, who was in the Xuan-level four-star transformation state.
"Hmph! Now let's see how you can cum accurately for me!"
The five profound practitioners fled from four directions, and couldn't help but despise Nie Chenfeng in their hearts. However, how did they know that once the Luoyue Bow was released, it would automatically find the target as long as it followed the master's will.
It will never stop stained with the enemy's blood unless it runs out of energy and falls!
Before a few people could finish their joy, a terrible aura of death enveloped their hearts!
Immediately afterwards, five silver-white arrows with trailing tails approached the monks from all directions.
"Pfft——"
A monk was pierced through the back by a falling moon arrow, tearing off his spiritual winged arm, and fell from the sky.
"call out--"
A Xuan-level two-star monk was directly shot by a falling moon arrow and turned into a blood mist. His cultivation level was not enough, or his body was too weak, which caused this scene!
"boom--"
The third monk quickly flew down into the sky and hid under a huge black stone that was more than ten feet tall. He thought he was safe, but he was still shot straight through the black stone. The moon-falling arrow weakened slightly, but still penetrated his chest.
!
Immediately, the fourth person...
Finally, they saw that the fifth one had escaped and only a shadow the size of an ant was left. However, with the help of their spiritual senses, everyone could still see the bloody scene of him being panicked and being penetrated by the bright arrow feathers!
In this way, the genius boy who killed ten mysterious practitioners with a three-foot bow was born!
I saw him standing calmly on the high platform, with a calm expression, and his straight-featured face was like a knife. However, the blood constantly flowing out of the corners of his mouth stained his floating white hair that covered half of his face, and had already dyed him red.
The blue shirt on the chest!
"Pa", "Pa", "Pa..."
The sparse applause was getting closer and closer from the distance. This was when Prince Hades saw the white-haired boy show off his power, and he couldn't help but become interested. His eyes turned gray and he sneered: "Okay! Okay! Okay!"
"What a moon-falling bow, what a white-haired ant, who can bend the bow to shoot at the big eagle, and can control the ups and downs!"
Although he said this, there was a look of pity in his eyes. He looked at the white-haired boy as if he was a butcher and Nie Chenfeng was meat on the chopping board!
To this, Nie Chenfeng did not answer. He glanced at the battlefield below and found that Jun Xuji and others had completely killed the intruders. He felt a little at ease in his heart. Then, he took his time and flashed the King.
Wings left the ancient wooden platform and walked step by step towards Prince Hades in the sky.
In the silent night sky, only the cold whistling of the night wind could be heard.
The cold air was filled with pungent blood.
In the chilling battlefield, the disciples of the Emperor Wu Clan looked on silently.
The corpses with broken arms were buried among the sand and rocks, adding endless sadness to the world!
On the beacon tower, Zhou Xianer's white clothes were as white as the snow. Her beautiful face no longer had the glow of the past, as if it had been touched by the night wind. She couldn't help but shrink back helplessly. It was not her body that was cold, but her trembling heart.
!
She didn't know how to help the white-haired boy in the distance, nor how to face him, or how to explain to him, because she clearly noticed the mysterious man in the distance casting a warning look at her, so she had to
No longer curled up on the wooden platform burning with raging wood crystal fire, looking at the white-haired boy who "is rustling in the wind and cold in the water"!
The two confront each other, and the war is about to break out!