"An old ancestor said that it is enough to have us. The stout boy couldn't help but puff up his chest when he said this, and said proudly.

"Oh. Mu Sheng saw through his divine sense that the teenagers outside the cave had indeed ended the battle, all of them were extremely sassy with bows and arrows on their backs, and there were even a few fierce teenagers, still carrying the corpse of the dead night jackal in their hands.

Although these night wolves are cunning and ferocious, with sharp teeth and claws, if they attack from a distance and do not enter the body to fight, they basically cannot play any advantage. And the boys' bows and arrows are quite sharp, it can be said that they are strong bows and crossbows, and the arrows shoot extremely strong and powerful, and the power can pierce stones, and those night jackals will definitely die once they are shot.

"What a beautiful bow and arrow. Mu Sheng praised.

Seeing Mu Sheng praising his bow and arrows, the stout young man said with even more pride on his face: "Of course, this is the best weapon we have for the Oribe Clan, and the ancestor of a certain family has personally opened the light on each weapon. ”

"Kaiguang, what is Kaiguang?" asked Mu Sheng suspiciously.

When the stout boy heard this, he immediately became alert and replied, "Why are you asking so much?"

Mu Sheng smiled and said, "Little brother doesn't want to say it, but can you show me your bow and arrow?" I haven't seen such a chic and easy bow and arrow." ”

The stout young man hesitated at first, but he still couldn't stop the vanity he wanted to boast of, so he took the bow off his back and handed it to Mu Shengdao: "Look carefully." ”

Mu Sheng took it with both hands: "That's certain, definite." ”

This bow is made of tough and solid dragon blood vine, supplemented by unknown monster bones at both ends of the bow back and bow head, in order to increase the strength of the bow, the back of the bow is not painted, but the depiction is somewhat simple ornamentation, the bowstring is made of several strands of demon beast tendons, Mu Sheng played the slingshot string with his hand, and there was a sound like knocking metal.

The stout young man said proudly: "This bow is not something that anyone can pull, and it takes at least five or six hundred catties of strength to do it." Saying that, he glanced at the two Mu Sheng contemptuously, and the eyes seemed to say that even the two of you can pull?

Mu Sheng put his hand on the bow and smiled slightly: "Then can I try?"

"You cunning Nanhua, when you try it, you use your so-called spiritual power, and you don't use your strength, my bow is only for those who use strength to pull it, let's forget it, right?" The stout boy said disdainfully.

"You ......" Yutai was speechless.

Mu Sheng smiled slightly and said, "Okay, it's up to you, I only use my strength." As he spoke, he raised the bow, and the ape's arm gently and steadily pulled the bow full, looking very relaxed.

The stout young man sneered and said, "You Nanhua are really shameless, and you don't use spiritual power, isn't this still using spiritual power?"

Tan Taixin listened to it and said angrily: "You are talking nonsense, where did my brother use spiritual power, and whether the strength he used was good." ”

The corners of the stout young man's mouth rose, and he smiled contemptuously: "It's so easy to pull it up, it's obviously effortless, you treat me as stupid?"

Tan Taixin was about to defend himself, but the young man named Qi Qi said: "Brother Durawu, they didn't lie to you, this uncle did pull your bow with all his strength." You can see that the flesh on his arm is bulging, and the green tendons on his wrist are also bulging and swollen. ”

Because of Mu Sheng's perennial body refining, his body strength is extremely great, and his strength can lift the mountain, so it was easy to pull this bow, but he was almost leaked his internal strength and suffocated his internal injuries when he was called by an uncle. He secretly said in his heart: "Do I look that old?" You must know that although the cultivator did not deliberately eat any Zhuyan Pill, with the profundity of his cultivation, it was not difficult to maintain the appearance of his youth, not to mention that Mu Sheng had already cultivated to the innate realm before he was sixteen years old, even if he did not deliberately maintain his appearance, he would only look like he was in his early twenties at this time. It's not a few years older than this boy, but when it comes to his real age, it's not wrong to call him Uncle Musheng.

Seeing the fly-like expression on Mu Sheng's face, Tan Taixin snickered on the side, Du Lawu glanced at Qi Qi, and then at Mu Sheng, and said curtly: "Really?"

Seeing the bulging muscles on Mu Sheng's shoulders, although Du Rau knew that what he said was true, he didn't want to apologize. Mu Sheng saw with his eyes that Taixin was about to say something, and he didn't have to think about it to know that he was asking Du Rau to apologize, and he hurriedly loosened the bowstring in his hand, and praised: "It's really a good bow, and the power of this bow and arrow can shoot ten zhang away, right?"

Durau said proudly: "Shoot with our feather arrows, but it's more than that." ”

"Oh, this arrow might be a look?" asked Mu Sheng.

Du Rau took out an arrow from the quiver hanging from his waist and handed it to Mu Shengdao: "Here you go." ”

Mu Sheng put the bow on his shoulder, took the feather arrow with both hands, only to see that the arrow shaft was made of green bamboo, which was also depicted with simple ornamentation, the arrow was polished by special stone, which was quite sharp and heavy, and the tail of the arrow was made of white bird feathers as a stabilizer, and at the same time played a decorative role.

"Good arrows. Mu Sheng stroked the arrow body and praised.

"It's just that I don't know why there are three different white arrows in the little brother's quiver?" Mu Sheng then asked.

Du Rau touched the three white arrows with his hand, but he didn't mean to hand them over to Mu Sheng, he just said: " These three bone arrows are the magic arrows that each of our men will have, it shoots farther and more accurate and powerful than the general feather arrows, and the arrows are extremely hard, not too likely to be lost, it is said that the people in the clan are made of the bones of different levels of demon beasts, every year after we participate in the clan competition, the bone arrows will be replaced according to each person's results, and each bone arrow ancestor will not only personally open the light, but also put it in the tribal temple to seek the blessing of the ancestors. ”

Mu Sheng smiled and said, "The nobleman's weapon is really magical. ”

"That's nature. Durau raised his head triumphantly.

Qi Qi frowned, but said a little disappreciatively: "Your weapons are not bad, but your weapons seem to be more delicate and delicate to use." ”

"Hmph, how do you do this, you kid, you always seem to look down on our own things?"

Mu Sheng smiled: "What you said is a magic weapon, not a weapon, you have to have spiritual power to use it, if you want to talk about it, it is still your weapon to reduce ten times with one force, and to break ten thousand laws with force, it is not a good job." ”

This is what Mu Sheng felt after seeing these teenagers, in addition to carrying bows and arrows, they were all carrying maces, stone axes, stone hammers and other heavy weapons. Qi Qi smiled noncommittally when he heard this, and did not say anything more.