Ten feathered arrows pierced through the howling cold wind, rolled up a cloud of snow, and shot straight away like snakes from all directions.

The snake withdrew its hand and defended it at his side.

Killing Qing Ming was not his goal, his purpose was to test whether the person who let the fat pig die was from this Qingyan Village, if so, then he would choose to flee without hesitation. Because if the man can make the fat pig die, he can let him die. If not, then this Qingyan Village may not even have the qualifications to become a sacrifice.

The sudden appearance of the fat pig is unexpected, and it cannot be said that he is ineffective.

Ba Snake's eyes narrowed slightly, and his scarlet vertical pupils were filled with countless arrow shadows, and the arrows shot by Dongluo had no direction, but at this moment, there was one in his eyes.

There are countless scales on the arm of the snake from the flesh and blood, the black light is shining, a palm falls, sparks splash everywhere, a feather arrow that goes straight to the center of the snake's eyebrows is slapped to the ground by his palm, and the huge force of the shock makes him take a few steps back.

The scales flew up, and the flesh was blurred.

The large perimeter army, the nine-star flash arrow, is terrifying.

This hasn't been played yet, what the snake shot down was an arrow, and there was an arrow hidden in the snow in the back of his heart, on the top of his head, on his chest and abdomen, and other nine birth-and-death gates, and that attacked him.

The reason why the nine-star lightning arrow is called the nine-star lightning arrow is not that it can only shoot nine arrows at a time. According to the words of its founder, Li Mu, it is called the Nine Star Lightning Arrow, because the people in the surrounding army can only achieve nine arrows in an instant, no matter how they practice, but it does not mean that the nine arrows are its limit.

The limit of the Nine Star Lightning Arrows is twelve instantaneous.

As for why there are twelve, Li Mu once explained to Dongluo, what is around a target? There are four directions, and there is an arrow attacking from each side, isn't it twelve?

Of course, the limit of twelve may only be achieved by Li Mu. The current winter fall can only achieve ten instantaneous branches.

Before Ba Snake and the others approached Qingyan Village, he had already sensed their presence.

He also wanted to see what this so-called oracle was, and why believers were only afraid of them and had no respect for them.

God should be holy. The same should be true of the oracles of God.

Shouldn't an oracle, a person who walks among believers on behalf of God, be gentle and kind? But what Dongluo saw was not like this, he saw an oracle who wantonly killed believers.

Under the sound of the three darknesses, he also had some understanding of the identities of these two oracles. A snake spirit, a tiger spirit, is not good at cultivating in the mountains, but comes to oppress the weak, this is the divine envoy of the gods?

So, he was furious.

There is anger in the heart, but only the arrow can calm it.

All he saw in the snake's eyes was his disregard for life, and he thought that if he hadn't stopped it, Qing Ming would definitely die today.

Dongluo's eyes stared at the snake indifferently.

He respects life, but he doesn't respect anyone's life.

Ba Snake sneered, deflected his body, dodged an arrow from his back heart, and crushed the feathered arrow above his head, followed by his chest and abdomen,

Throat......

Nine arrows in a row were defused by him, and although he also looked a little embarrassed, fortunately, there was no danger.

"Appetizers, snake and tiger soup, a few dishes! Drink like this, dare to say such things in front of me. ”

The snake hid its slightly trembling hands in its sleeves, and drips of blood fell on the snow, with distinct colors.

Ba Snake said calmly: "It's been a long time since anyone dared to talk to me like that. It seems that I have been in retreat for too long, and this Mangshan has forgotten my existence, and a young cultivator who has just realized the perfection of his breath dares to provoke me. ”

Sanhei, who was hiding in Dongluo's sleeves, vomited for a while, and secretly transmitted Dongluo's voice, "This little snake is too shameless, isn't it?

Dongluo secretly said, "Just keep an eye on that tiger spirit." Don't let him run. Although my cultivation is low now, my strength is not weak, so let me teach him this lesson. ”

Dong Luoli didn't pay attention to the snake, and what annoyed him the most was the chatter before the fight. It's not a best friend who is familiar at first sight and goodbye, so many unhappy people who come from it.

Dongluo took a step forward, slowly raised the bow in his hand, and three feathered arrows appeared between his fingers, lifting the arrow, pulling the string, bending the bow, and releasing the arrow.

Three at a time, three times in a row, with less than one breath in between.

The speed of his hand was so fast that it was as if he had only shot once, forming an afterimage.

Winterfall bent his bow again, but the last arrow didn't come out.

The arrow is ready to fly, and it is never fired.

This is the state of this arrow in Dongluo's hand now.

The role of this arrow, the lethality is only secondary, and the most important thing is shock.

As long as there is this arrow, Ba Snake will not dare to shoot as he wants, and he must spend some effort to pay attention to the arrow in Dongluo's hand.

Because there is a good chance that the arrow will pass through his body and take his soul away at some point.

These nine feathered arrows seem to be a little more powerful than the others. The snake has dealt with it, and it has already been somewhat recognizable. But it's not a big problem, and he can still handle it.

Ba Snake secretly said to Hu Li: "Hu Li, what are you still doing in a daze! Do it! The fat pig died here, and the people of Qingyan Village already had sacrifices, and they had already ruined the master's big thing." There is still a chance for remedy. The mountain alliance signed between the master and the king of Mangshan Mountain is that as long as the people in Mangshan offer sacrifices, the master can no longer fight the people of Mangshan. ”

"As long as the master devours this group of sacrifices again, there will be more divine essence that will be refined, and it may even gather a complete godhead, and he will not be afraid of Mangshan Mountain Monarch at that time. But now we have a chance to make amends. ”

The speed of the snake's voice is extremely fast, it can be said that the idea has just arisen, and the words have been brought.

Hu Li looked at Dongluo with some hesitation, and his keen spiritual sense made him instinctively sense a danger, as if there was a pair of eyes staring at him in the dark.

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If he dares to move, he will surely die.

But what the snake said is also good. According to the mountain alliance signed between their master and the mountain monarch of Mangshan, they can leave with the sacrifice now. However, if there is such a group of people as sacrifices to him to offer his humanity to the key point where his master is cultivating now, perhaps to a certain extent, it can help him ignite the light of divinity and condense the godhead.

However, before their master condensed the godhead, he had no ability to argue with the Mangshan Mountain Monarch, so he could only follow the mountain alliance they had signed before.

Hu Li also moved for a while, they accepted the sacrifices, and they could let Qingyan Village go, so that they would no longer be sacrifices.

But what about the wild boar in the sacrifice! He was also working under his master, but now he was killed by the people of Qingyan Village, so they killed the people of Qingyan Village, avenged the fat pig, and brought back humanity by the way.

Hu Li was still looking at Dongluo, there was only an old hunter and a young man beside him, and the two of them were kneeling on the ground at this time, not daring to move, just like other people from Qingyan Village.

Don't even dare to look at it, this immortal fights.

If there really is a major cultivator in Qingyan Village, it should be a poor person with a low cultivation.

He wanted to do something to Dongluo first, but the previous instinct that he might die made him give up this plan.

There should be no one in the village, so the danger should come from the young man in front of him.

Tiger Power moved, but he didn't rush to the winter, his target was the villagers of Qingyan Village, their humanity.

He and Ba Snake are both demon cultivators of Shenqiao, but the young man who seems to have just sensed the breath realm has restrained Ba Snake, which is already very painful.

Just as Huli's claws were about to catch a villager, the tenth arrow in Dongluo's hand shot towards Huli. Tiger Power slapped away the long-standing feather arrow with a single palm, and the price was that the tiger's claws exploded.

Without the shock of the tenth arrow, the snake directly recovered into a snake body, and the hard scale armor carried the nine arrows, opening its bloody mouth and biting towards Dongluo.

"Let's go up together, kill him first. ”

The snake's fangs shone white.

Hu Li hesitated for a moment, then turned into a tiger body, roared, and slapped his claws towards Dongluo.

Dongluo gave up his bow and arrow, and met a tiger and a snake with his fist, and one man and two beasts fought together so fiercely.

Yi, who was kneeling on the ground, quietly looked up, and couldn't help but change his expression, when he shot arrows in the winter before, he saw it clearly on the side, this can no longer be called a technique, but a skill.

What does a hunter care about most? It is not the number of prey, but the arrows on his shoulder, the knife on his waist, and the kung fu in his hands.

Dongluo's superb archery skills completely conquered Yi's young heart.

Yi couldn't help but worry about the winter fall.

If other people are in this situation, they must be desperate for both of them to lose, and it is better to kill both.

But he was different, and this was the first time he had worried about an oracle.

"Get up, don't kneel, first

Retreat to the village, lest you be accidentally injured by two demon beasts pretending to be divine envoys. Xue Nianci's voice sounded in the hearts of the villagers of Qingyan Village.

Everyone who knelt down raised their heads and looked at the picture in front of them that they had never seen in their lives, stunned and speechless, and a little flustered for a while.

The old hunter gritted his teeth and immediately commanded the villagers into the village.

Dongluo knocked the snake back with a punch, and was slapped on the back by Huli's palm, and the whole person fell into the snow.

Huli and the snake glanced at each other, and they were a little shocked in their hearts.

The cultivation of the young man in front of him is definitely more than a feeling of perfection.

A tiger and a snake no longer left their hands, and slaughtered again.

The current situation is that the winter is one against the other, and the wind is slightly lower.

Dongluo's physical body has already been perfected, and it stands to reason that with his current cultivation, it should be easy to deal with the demon cultivation of the two divine bridges. But these two demon cultivators are just a divine envoy, and there is another god behind them.

He could have smashed a tiger with one punch, but he couldn't do that, all he had to do was to fight them evenly so that the god could let his guard down and eventually lead him to appear.

If he is too strong, and the god is too weak, and directly scares him away, then it will not be lost.

This is also the idea of Xue Nianci, who is now staying in front of the mountain temple with Erhei.

After a "fierce" battle with a tiger and a snake, Dongluo finally narrowly won.

A snake and a tiger lay on the ground and were dying, and they couldn't even escape.

Dongluo, who looked even worse than them, was covered in blood and lying on the ground, only the breath coming out and no breathing in, as miserable as it was.

One man and two beasts lay on the snow like this, and after a long while, a mountain wind blew through the heavens and the earth, and countless birds and flowers came.

Under the snow, the grass grows wildly, and the flowers are in full bloom.

Dongluo, whose eyes were closed, suddenly opened his eyes, and said secretly in his heart: "It's finally here." ”

(End of chapter)