Chapter 107: The Bow of the Polar Night

But the girl in front of her, the only disciple who joined the Moluo Sect, actually behaved so calmly, this is disdain for herself, for the genius disciple who is high, the most unbearable thing is not to look at herself in ordinary eyes, that is a humiliation for her. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yan Luo's aura trembled, she didn't say anything more, only to see her wrist move slightly, and a red longbow appeared in her hand, which caused everyone in the audience to exclaim.

The longbow was three feet long, dark red and very ancient, and there was some old appearance on the surface, and an obscure and hot aura came from it, and someone had already recognized the bow and shouted its name, so it caused an exclamation.

The "Polar Night Bow" ranks ninety-one on the spectrum of divine weapons, and it is a very famous magic weapon, Lin Ruoli heard someone call out the name of this bow, and her eyes were a little more solemn but fearless, she had heard of this bow, but she thought that her sword was also extraordinary, because it was her mother's sword.

Lin Ruoli pulled out the black short sword and looked at the other side, and did not take the initiative to attack, the distance between the two was not close to each other, which was conducive to long-range attacks, this Lin Ruoli knew, then Yan Luoling also knew.

Yan Luoling held the bow in his left hand, and an arrow suddenly appeared in his right hand, it was a very slender arrow only the size of chopsticks, but a trace of light flashed on its surface, the bow is not ordinary, how can the arrow be a vulgar thing.

Yan Luoling's fingers moved slightly, and a plucking sound of the bowstring waved, and the arrow really turned into a streamer and shot out, and even a white line appeared in the air, but the two people were too close to each other, so it was very difficult to dodge.

Lin Ruoli was always ready to go, and when she saw Yan Luoling's fingers move, she had already moved at this time, and at the same time there was a thunderclap.

Yan Luoling's arrow stabbed directly into Lin Ruoli's neck, but there was no scene where blood burst out, because the arrow passed through and was actually a phantom, and the arrow shot directly on the light curtain of the formation, making a bang, still spinning at high speed.

Lin Ruoli's figure appeared on the other side, she knew how fast the arrow was just now, if she hadn't moved in advance, she was afraid that she would really be stabbed, and the supervising Yulan Sect cultivator in the audience might not have made a move to stop it.

Just when Lin Ruoli's body had just settled, the disciples of Zhilong Hall above the fifth floor were already shocked, because they saw that the body method used by Lin Ruoli was actually the "Nine Shocking Thunder Changes" that had been lost in their sect.

Duanmu Jun was surprised and couldn't hide the excitement in his heart, he didn't expect that the Nine Transformations of Thunder, which only the disciples of the Sect Holy Hall could cultivate, reappeared today, this was definitely a great opportunity.

The status of the Holy Church in the Zhilong Hall is transcendent, and the number of disciples in the income is also extremely rare, only a few people, but all of them are earth-shattering talents. Only disciples in the Holy Hall can practice, but no one in the Zhilong Hall today can do this kind of exercise, because the Holy Hall was destroyed fifteen years ago, and the Nine Transformations of Thunder Movement was also destroyed.

Lin Ruoli didn't expect that someone had already made a crooked eye on her at this time, but now she had put all the elves into the battle, because Yan Luoling's second arrow had already come.

Still using his body technique, Yan Luoling's second arrow missed, the corner of Yan Luoling's mouth raised a sneer, looked at Lin Ruoli and said: "Look at how you jump around like a clown, see how many arrows you can dodge me!"

Lin Ruoli replied, "I want to know how many arrows you still have to shoot!"