But he said that the atmosphere between the person named Samba and Chu Ruohua was very tense, and although everyone had already taken precautions, they didn't want Samba to shoot arrows extremely fast.

Originally, it was Chu Ruohua who was aiming at Chu Ruohua, but he didn't want the arrow at the last moment to come towards Donghuang Jing, who was dressed in bright yellow, accompanied by a light sneer, "I really can't imagine that the prince who is so favored will actually come to the battlefield, isn't this looking for death?"

Although Jinxiu was standing a little distance away from the Samba by the side of Donghuang Jing, he heard these words clearly, the deeper the phoenix eyes, the calmer his face became, and a white jade-like face really seemed to be a jade carving at the moment.

Although Donghuang Jing is the most impoverished eastern leader in the five countries, the arrogance in his bones is no less than that of others, how can he accept defeat among the royal people?

Donghuang Jing glanced at Jinxiu standing beside him, picked up the colorless bow, and also aimed with an arrow, seeing that Samba's arrow had flown out of the general distance, Donghuang Jing finally gritted his teeth and shot the arrow.

At this moment, the eyes of the field are gathered here, and the enemy is eager to cheer loudly, but the opponent's 70,000 eyes are looking straight at you, and there seems to be a cool air in the eyes of the other party to his side.

Chu Ruohua held his hand into a fist, and looked at Donghuang Jing's gaze with worry, not worried about his safety, but worried that after this arrow was shot in front of everyone, Donghuang Jing would feel uncomfortable.

After all, this so-called prince, the quasi-prince is really pampered, this archery has only been shot for a few days, Chu Ruohua is uneasy, but his face is not revealing at all, except for the eyes that leak emotions, the momentum of the whole person can be called majestic.

Under the attention of everyone, the arrow that came out later came first, and collided head-on with the arrow that had been flying for half a while, and this single blow made the Samba on the opposite side look ugly, but then, Hugo had a sunny face on his face, and he smiled a little more.

But it turned out that although the arrow of Donghuang Jing was accurate enough, it was not enough to shake the menacing momentum of Samba's arrow, so the two arrows collided, and they both paused, and at this moment, Donghuang Jing's arrow was still in danger of landing.

And at this moment, everyone only heard Jinxiu snort softly, raised his hand to take the colorless bow in his brother's hand, and then pulled out an arrow from his back, and shot it out with the bow.

This arrow really didn't hesitate at all, but the strange thing was that the arrow hit the arrow that was about to fall as if it had eyes, and in an instant, the arrow of the East Emperor Jing was like a divine help, and its own arrow collided with the Samba arrow, and scarlet sparks burst out under the blue sky and white sun.

When Jinxiu saw it, he raised his hand and an arrow again, and this time, the three arrows were connected, and Samba's arrow split in half directly from the middle.

Not counting this, Donghuang Jing's arrow was actually going straight towards Samba at this moment, and at this moment, Samba's face was no longer enough to be ugly.

On the contrary, the emotions of their own soldiers are no longer enough to describe, and the invisibly more and more heavy momentum makes the faces of the already weak enemy soldiers more and more ugly.

Donghuang Jing's mood can be described as great joy and sorrow, and he tossed back and forth, looking at the splendid eyes at the moment, he was dyed with a little tears.

The corners of Jinxiu's lips shrugged again, adding a bit of seriousness to that face, but the palm of his hand gently stroked a handful of his brother's hair, and after a moment, he heard the deep cry of Samba clearly from the enemy army.

The sisters and brothers turned their heads to look, and what they saw was Samba's ugly face, as well as his blood-stained arms, their own soldiers shouted loudly, but Samba moved his gaze to Jinxiu Dao with an ugly face

"Okay, a female baby is a little interesting, I thought that men would be stronger than women, but I don't want to, but you have a little meaning...."He pressed his bleeding shoulder, looking at Jinxiu's eyes dark and difficult to distinguish, but the malice was difficult to hide.

To his surprise, Jinxiu stepped forward with a flat face, and played a spear in his hand and pointed it directly at him, without giving him any chance to speak, Jinxiu took the lead

"My eastern leader has the blessing of heaven, and it is the will of heaven to unify the eastern territory, if you wait for it to descend, I will give you a way to live, if not, no matter if the sin is serious, whether God blames you, I will kill you....."

The enemy's response to Jinxiu's words was silence, but Na Samba smiled and said, "Little girl, how can you be the master of the 70,000 army?"

He pressed the wound that had slowly slowed down the bleeding trend when he pulled out the arrow, and bared out a mouthful of white teeth, "Even if you can really call the shots, then what kind of life can you give us?

As he spoke, he shook his head and said, "I want to believe you, but I'm more afraid of the people of your eastern territory...."

"You know, I don't know how many women I slept with and how many men and children I tortured, and they might let us go? Forget it, don't drop the ....."

For him to tease him like this, Jinxiu's face was as calm as ever, but the spear in his hand shook again, and the spear head was directly aimed at the Samba, and he shouted in his mouth, "Since this is the case, then kill..."

Not quite commensurate with Jinxiu's bland tone is Jinxiu's sharp marksmanship, the soft whip is nearly five meters long, and it can be turned into a spear by Jinxiu's slight transformation, but the body of the gun is still nearly two meters long.

Jinxiu's action was like blowing the horn of battle, and his soldiers rushed out with a roar, and the momentum was as terrifying as if a tiger was descending from the mountain.

Jinxiu picked the extraordinary Samba alone, and he didn't forget to command, while Chu Ruohua led the charge and rushed to the enemy, only to kill less than three rounds, and the team of more than 20,000 people dispersed.

And the soldiers who had been instructed by Jinxiu had already started the task of strangulation in a team of twenty people, letting go of the defense, rushing to kill, not to mention the tacit understanding of cooperation, even the sacrifice was rare, this kind of situation made the enemy soldiers see it, and their hearts are even more muttering.

And this Fang Jinxiu was still in a stalemate with Samba, Jinxiu's face was expressionless, but Samba didn't have the demeanor of an elder at all, he picked up his longbow to block Jinxiu's shot, and the green tendons on his face bulged for a moment, and then he said with a smile

"My daughter's family pays attention to her husband and children, but I think it's difficult for you, a girl. Those delicate family girls, royal princesses, have learned to serve men, what are you doing?

Donghuang Jing was not far from Jinxiu, although he did not play, but he kept holding the bow in his hand, and every arrow did not miss, at this moment, listening to Samba's words, he was angry at the moment

"Shameless man, Hugh is talking nonsense, how can my princess of the East Collar be insulted by you?"