Countless arrows covered the night sky.

Tu He slowly raised his head and looked up at the sky.

The rain of arrows covered the sky and the moon in an endless way, with a desperate aura, rushing towards the face.

Arrows rain down, cold and slaughter!

Each arrow was stained with mottled blood, and the terrifying power of each arrow was not inferior to the previous middle-aged man's hard work, and it was still surpassed!

In front of such a lethal magic weapon as the Broken God Crossbow, the manpower is extremely small, even an army with thousands of men and horses is believed to be slaughtered in an instant, and even the monks of the Soul Realm have to hate it.

Under such a terrifying weapon that exterminated everything, any resistance pale in comparison.

Mingzhu's eyes were distracted, looking at all this in a daze, the light of hope in her eyes gradually dimmed, and Zong Yue gasped deeply at her side, he slowly reached out and stroked Mingzhu's palm, staring deeply at her face, even if the moment of death was coming, he hoped that the last scene would still be her appearance, the appearance engraved in his heart.

A rain of sharp arrows cut through the night, emitting countless piercing and shrill whistlings.

Outside the field, the only eight knights left in the thirteen horsemen of the clouds, including the middle-aged man led by the leader, looked at the field indifferently, this time it can be described as a series of defeats, after a battle, the thirteen cavalry lost soldiers, it can be said that the casualties are not small, and in the end, even the magic weapon of the broken god crossbow to deal with the succubus was also used, but fortunately, this time it was finally able to eliminate the mysterious young man who did not know the origin in one fell swoop, although the price paid was greater, but it was finally able to end it all.

The God-Breaking Crossbow is a magic weapon given by the King of the Wilderness, and it is extremely powerful, no one dares to underestimate its power, otherwise it will not be used as one of the means to deal with the ten fierce succubi, they believe that no matter who is on such a magic weapon, it will not be spared, even the succubus may not be able to escape with his whole body.

Unless that young man was a great cultivator far beyond the Four Extremes Realm, but how could this be possible, someone among the thirteen horsemen shook his head and threw aside the ridiculous thoughts in his mind. Unless there is a miracle, they will surely die.

The thirteen horsemen looked at the mysterious young man with indifferent eyes, and the next moment, suddenly their eyes widened, and their eyes were complicated for a moment, from indifference to shock, shock to disbelief, and then into a touch of incomprehensible deep shock.

In the field, Tu He's eyes were clear, as pure as glass, his white clothes were light, there was no wind and automatic, the moonlight shone softly on his body, his whole person was suddenly hazy and invisible, gradually blurred, and then the brilliance was entangled, turned into a light smoke, and disappeared in place.

Then time seemed to stand still suddenly, suddenly, the sky swirled, and the stars and men seemed to be close at hand, and the faint smoke shimmered like mercury, constantly flashing in the air, every moment was fleeting, and every appearance was elusive.

At the same time, the countless arrow rain in mid-air seemed to be controlled by an invisible hand, and in an instant, it was like a star shifting, and countless arrows were disordered and lost their direction.

"What kind of supernatural power is this?" one of the thirteen horsemen shouted with wide eyes.

Everyone was silent, staring at the shocking scene in mid-air.

In the field, countless arrows were pulled and moved by a mysterious force, and then the thin smoke in mid-air turned from virtual to solid, gradually revealing Tu He's figure, but his figure did not stop, but turned into countless afterimages in an instant, appearing in all directions. These afterimages either stop and pause, or stretch out their hands to turn into arcs, or fly in the wind, and each afterimage gestures, like a frightening and pretentious dragon.

Brush Brush Brush!

As Tu He's afterimage continued to appear, countless arrows in mid-air were like fish caught in the net, and he kept copying them in his hands, and everyone was dizzying, only to see the afterimages flying, unable to distinguish between reality and fiction, and watching the arrows in the sky fall into the palms of those afterimages.

Someone in the Thirteen Horsemen of the Turning Cloud moved his throat silently, swallowed dryly, and then subconsciously glanced at the other brothers, only to see that the other knights really had a hellish shocked look, and then carefully glanced at their own boss, only to see that although the boss's expression was calm, the shock in his eyes could not be concealed.

When the arrows in the sky were swept away, suddenly the elegant man who was ranked second among the knights roared: "Not good!

Several knights lost their minds slightly, and the next moment they suddenly reacted, and hurriedly urged the crotch of the cloud beast to cover on the spot, the thirteen horsemen were worthy of the rules of the king of the wilderness, well-trained, and in a moment they copied out the shield, lined up as a defensive formation, the whole was cone-shaped, the front row of four people held a shield for defense, the middle row of three people held a shield, and the back row was a middle-aged man holding a shield for the final defense.

Almost at the same time as the Cloud Turning Cavalry lined up in formation, Tu He's countless afterimages turned into eyes fell in mid-air, and then raised his hand, and the arrow rain roared, as if chasing souls and asking for life, the arrows were terrifying, and they roared towards the knights below.

Whoosh!

Countless arrows overwhelmingly pressed down, and the four knights in the front row rushed to the ground, desperately holding shields to defend, but each arrow was like a thunder god drum, constantly bursting out, and each arrow was enough to pierce the golden cracking stone. Soon, several knights in the front row could not withstand the rain of arrows, and were shot through their shields by countless arrows, and then they were engulfed in the torrent of arrows, and their mount, the Cloud Turning Beast, was shot through the scales almost instantly, and they were killed.

The rain of arrows roared, and each arrow was like a meteorite falling from the sky, and its power was terrifying, constantly exploding, and several knights were shattered, and their flesh and blood were flying, and the land and mountains around them were full of deep pits, and their eyes were full of devastation.

After the last wave of arrow rain, in Mingzhu's shocked gaze, Tu He's countless afterimages returned to one body, and reappeared in front of her and Zong Yue, just like an immortal, mysterious and unpredictable.

In front of them, where the Thirteen Horsemen of the Clouds were, corpses were scattered all over the field, and a moment later, under Tu He's complicated eyes, he saw a person holding a half-cut corpse, struggling to get up in the ruins. But it was a middle-aged man led by the Thirteen Horsemen of the Clouds, who was lucky not to die and survived.

Mingzhu looked at the middle-aged man, and suddenly exclaimed, as if he was frightened, his face was full of disbelief, and he looked at the half-cut body in the middle-aged man's hand.

It turned out that there was still a breath left on that half of the body, and it was not completely dead.

"Big ...... Elder brother...... You!" At this time, the half of the body, his face was covered with blood, and he could vaguely distinguish the elegant appearance he once had, and he glared at the middle-aged man with an unwilling expression, foaming at the blood in his mouth.

The middle-aged man threw him aside casually, his expression was gloomy, and he said in a low voice: "Second brother, don't blame me, we are brothers, you died for me, and you deserved to die." ”

The elegant man's face was covered with blood, he glared angrily, and then swallowed angrily.

"Despicable!" Mingzhu looked at the scene in front of him angrily, and did not hide his disdain for the middle-aged man.