The Poison Bodhisattva spread out his left and right palms, each with a blood hole.

At this time, most of her silver threads have fallen off, and her sparse silver hair, combined with her skinny bones, is miserable and embarrassing.

A trace of blood suddenly spilled from the corner of her mouth.

To be precise, she was not seriously injured, and the blood holes in the palms of her two hands did not affect her combat power, but most of her vitality was deprived in those few seconds, this was not deprived by Ye Xiaobai, it was deprived by the power of annihilation, and all those deprived vitality returned to nothingness.

She sat cross-legged on top of the black lotus, and saw her find a small porcelain vase. He raised his head and drank most of it, then closed his eyes and breathed.

This is the spiritual water of rejuvenation, which can compensate for the double emptiness of the body and soul caused by the deprivation of vitality to a certain extent, and it has a very wonderful effect on external injuries.

Look at Ye Xiaobai again. After falling dozens of meters away, he curled up in a ball in pain, his body trembled slightly, and he felt that the skeleton of his whole body was about to fall apart, especially in his chest. The pain was so severe that cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"How is it?" Ye Changgong retracted his bow and came to Ye Xiaobai's side, squatting down and asking.

"It's fine. Ye Xiaobai waved his hand weakly, sat up strongly, pounded in his chest, reset the bones, and then took out the Bone Raw Meat Pill, took it, and then asked, "I was bitten by a snake, is there an antidote?"

"Yes. Ye Changgong handed over a small bottle, he has been stationed in Guillotine Mountain all year round, and Guillotine Mountain is deep in the reckless mountains, there are many beasts and poisonous snakes, and the universal antidote is his standing medicine.

"How many people did you bring here?" Ye Xiaobai took the antidote pill again and asked.

"One. Ye Changgong said.

"Where is it?" Ye Xiaobai glanced left and right, was it so strong?

"Me. Ye Changgong said.

"......" Ye Xiaobai looked up at the Poison Ye Bodhisattva in the distance, and found that her sluggish aura was gradually rising, and the blood holes on her palms were actually healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, his complexion changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "Get her, don't give her a chance to breathe." ”

"Good. Ye Changgong nodded and got up.

"Very strong, be careful, don't let your son collect your body. ”

"If I were you, I'd be racing against time to heal. ”

"Ten minutes. ”

"Good. ”

Taller than 1.9 meters, sturdy, bearded Ye Longbow holds a huge horn bow, the craftsmanship is rough, but it exudes a savage and rough atmosphere, which complements his image.

No one can question the destructive power of that horn bow.

The leaf longbow raises the bow and pulls the string.

Whoosh –

Pull again.

Whoosh –

Pull again.

Whoosh –

The three arrows galloped out one after another, bringing a sharp sound of breaking the air.

The Poison Ye Bodhisattva opened her eyes suddenly, stood up on the ground, and the black lotus under her feet supported her for a few flickers, but she avoided the three arrows, and then flew to kill.

Ye Longbow kept pulling the bow and shooting arrows, and at the same time, his pace was fast, moving to the side. Shifted the battlefield and tried to leave Ye Xiaobai a relatively quiet space for detoxification.

The Poison Bodhisattva swung out two black cloth segments, and in her hands, the cloth became like a soft steel whip, crackling, pumping to the ground, and actually cracking a ditch.

The two fought together fiercely in an instant.

"Hurry up. The watermelon head took the opportunity to run to Ye Xiaobai's side, took out a small porcelain bottle, and uncorked it.

Ye Xiaobai smelled the smell, opened his eyes, and a trace of inexplicable meaning flashed in his eyes.

"What are you doing stupidly? If you think it's poison, then I didn't say it. The watermelon head urged coldly.

"Thank you. Ye Xiaobai said sincerely, took the bottle, drank it in one gulp, and the revival spirit liquid entered the stomach and intestines along the throat, turning into hundreds of limbs, the whole body was cool, and the spirit was shocked.

His chest squirmed slowly like maggots, and his broken bones and skin wounds recovered at a visible rate.

"After a while, you will take your father to fight and retreat, and I will find a way to contain my master. All you have to do is get into Guillotine Mountain Prison and you'll be safe. ”

"I want to kill your master. ”

"Can you kill it?"

"Can't be killed. ”

"Is that okay?"

Ye Xiaobai didn't speak, but sighed in his heart.

Watermelon head, watermelon head, you have a seven-trick exquisite heart, and those who have a seven-trick exquisite heart are not all people of great wisdom?

Your master has come from far and wide. Can we easily hide in Guillotine Mountain Prison?

It's a tough battle.

When Ye Xiaobai was recuperating from his injuries, he also kept an eye on the dynamics on the battlefield.

In the end, the Poison Bodhisattva is strong, even if he is deprived of a lot of vitality and his strength is weakened, he is still vigorous when he moves. The destructive power of the gestures is extremely terrifying.

Ye Longbow's one-handed archery skills reached the pinnacle, but because the Purple Thunder Breaking Sky Bow was in the hands of three or two, what he was using at this moment was just an ordinary bull horn bow, and he couldn't exert his full strength.

The Poison Ya Bodhisattva is a superior god. Strong is a matter of course.

But Ye Changgong was holding an ordinary horn bow and a dagger stuck in his back, in this state, he was able to fight with the Poison Ye Bodhisattva on an equal footing, which surprised Ye Xiaobai.

"Is my father so strong?" Ye Xiaobai thought to himself.

The first time I saw my father, Ye Longbow. Ye Xiaobai felt that he was the pinnacle of the Great Heavenly Master.

Looking at it again, it seems to have the momentum of the god realm, at least it is also a middle god, and even the breath fluctuations every time he pulls the bow, he has vaguely the momentum of a superior god.

After a few observations. Ye Xiaobai can be sure that his father is a middle-rank god powerhouse, and he is still a little short of a high-level god.

Of course, if the Purple Thunder Breaking Sky Bow is in hand. I'm afraid that the combat power is not under the superior god.

But the reality is that the Purple Thunder Sky Breaking Bow is not in hand.

Five minutes have passed, Ye Changgong's body has been painted, and the injury on his back has indeed restrained a lot of his combat power, otherwise he would not have shown a decline so quickly.

Ye Xiaobai frowned slightly. He probably needs a few more minutes, will my father be able to hold on?

Unable to care about it, he closed his eyes and devoted himself to recovering from his injuries, his left foot already gaining sensation.

Two segments of the Poison Ya Bodhisattva. It is full of power, every time the leaf longbow shoots out, it will be knocked down by the cloth segment, and from time to time, the cloth segment will also whip him, making his skin and flesh bloom, and his bones are so painful that they seem to be cracked, which makes him very embarrassed.

It is estimated that he is also aware of his predicament, and if he continues like this, it will not take more than two minutes. He's going to lose, and he's going to have to drag on for ten minutes.

He shot three arrows in succession, and by means of false shaking, he once again opened a distance of more than ten meters.

After landing on the ground to stabilize his figure, he pulled out four arrows from behind his back.

The four arrows. Unlike the other arrows in the quiver, the whole body is dark black, with a slight sheen, revealing an indestructible sense of déjà vu.

Four arrows, caught between his five fingers. At the same time, the bow is as full as the full moon.

Loose strings.

Arrow out.

The original indestructible, when it came out of the string, became indestructible.

In modern science, this is the transformation of energy.

And that's not all.

He pulled out a dark black arrow from the quiver behind his back again.

Right. He had five such arrows in total.

His body took a strange pose, and the huge horn bow was pulled by him and almost broken, and the horn bow was furious.

At this moment, Ye Longbow's momentum changed suddenly, the momentum came from the will, that strong will to kill the enemy, as if even if it was the sun hanging high for nine days, he could shoot it down.

Finally, the strings were loosened.

The horn bow made a pleasant sound.

This last arrow, with a domineering and killing momentum, was hidden behind the four arrows in front of it, and followed closely, silently. An invisible black thread crossed the night sky, and even the space was broken.

After doing this, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Ye Changgong's mouth, and the horns of the cow arched on the ground, which barely stabilized his figure.

Arrows. It is the highest mastery of the Ye family's archery.

In normal times, he had it at his fingertips, but the dagger that was deep in his back really made him feel weak, and he was losing his strength all the time.

Whoosh Whoosh –

The four dark black arrows were hidden in the night, and coupled with the perverted movement speed, it was difficult for the naked eye to catch them at all, and they shot wildly towards the Poison Bodhisattva.

The Bodhisattva swung out a steely satin and tried to knock it down, but was pierced by an arrow.

The Poison Bodhisattva's face changed slightly, giving up the silk, and the black lotus supported her to retreat quickly, but the four arrows, as if they had spirituality, chased after her wherever she fled.

The speed of the Poison Bodhisattva's movement is obviously not as fast as the speed of the arrow, and the arrow is approaching at a rapid speed!

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