Chapter 464, Death Without Turning a Blind Eye!

Sprint!

Sprint!

Keep sprinting!

The throttle was stepped on to the end. As the car starts, it gets faster and faster.

The head of the car was like a beast's open mouth, ready to devour the old woman in the blink of an eye.

However, the bearded man looked like a bloodthirsty butcher, his expression was calm, his eyes were cold, and he had no intention of stopping.

It's close.

It's closer.

Boom -

The wheel ran over where the old woman had just stood.

Unfortunately, I didn't hear the screams or see the blood splattering everywhere. There was nothing out of the ordinary, it was like the wind had been overpowered.

The old woman was gone.

When she reappeared, she was standing on top of the engine compartment cover at the front of the car.

She had a gentle demeanor, bowed her head and smiled, like a kind old mother. Seeing her smile makes people feel peaceful and peaceful, and they can't have any disputes about right and wrong.

It's just that the position she is standing in at this time and the constantly bumpy and shaking body are too unbelievable.

"It's all unreal." The old woman opened her mouth to speak.

She spoke a language that the bearded man had never heard before, and strangely enough, the bearded man thought he could understand. It's like someone has a synchronous translator in their brain.

The bearded man's eyes lit up.

His body rose into the air. The toes go up a little in the same direction, and the body retreats more quickly.

In the air, he had already drawn three feathered arrows from his back.

With his bow and arrows, he aimed and shot at the old woman who was still standing on the front of the car and continued to run forward with the car.

Whoosh -

Three arrows in unison.

The three feathered arrows formed a 'pin' shape and shot at the old woman's left and right chests and abdomen at the same time.

The bearded man moves quickly. Fast is hard to tell the naked eye.

Maybe you just saw him leap up, but he's already with his bow and arrows. By the time you see him stretching his bow and arrows, the arrows are already flying off the string in front of you.

The old woman's whole body was blocked, and the only way awaiting her was death.

The ending is predictable!

Of course, people who think this way will definitely fall through their glasses.

I saw that the old woman stretched out her hand and beckoned, and the three sun-splitting arrows that pierced the air and pierced the sky were caught in her hand.

Her movements don't look fast, and they don't have momentum. She is like a home-based aunt doing laundry, and her waving gesture is like greeting the three aunts and six women in the village.

But the arrow was in her hand. It's as simple as reaching out and grabbing a handful of flying chicken feathers.

No one has ever been able to catch an arrow shot by a bearded man!

Never!

The bearded black face became darker, and the brass bell-like eyes became more sharp and gloomy.

The blow missed, and he simply closed his eyes.

Another feathered arrow in hand.

Zhang Gong. Shoot.

It's a move he's done countless times. From childhood.

Especially for almost two decades, he shot three thousand times a day.

Three thousand times a day, how many times a year? What about twenty years?

It's like breathing.

The feathered arrow swirled, then vanished in front of it.

Yes. The feathered arrow turned into a ray of light and disappeared out of thin air.

The old woman standing on the roof of the car reached out again.

Whoosh -

A feathered arrow was held in her hand.

But that doesn't end there.

She reached out again, and once again grabbed a feather arrow that was one of the smaller ones.

Doppelganger Arrow!

The beard shoots an arrow, which can actually be split in two. The small arrows are hidden inside the big arrows, and then separate as they fly, with the big arrows coming first and the small arrows coming later, and attacking the target one after the other.

If you are not careful, you may be impaled by a small arrow. There have been countless good hands destroyed by the shot of the bearded doppelganger's arrow.

However, the trumpet's feathered arrows seemed unwilling to be bound, and they still roared, spinning and rushing forward.

So, the old woman's body was taken out of the roof of the car by her and flew backwards.

Bang -

The pickup truck is still running. Straight forward along the not so smooth road.

At the same time, the bearded man again stretched his bow and arrows.

He stood still, waiting for his chance.

Waiting for even a glimmer of opportunity.

Just let him see one of the old woman's hairs, and he will be able to find her heart and shoot her.

"Everything is like a dream bubble, like dew and electricity, and it should be viewed as such." The old woman appeared.

However, she appeared directly in front of the bearded man.

She pressed two fingers against the arrow, like that to stop the bearded shot.

Lose your marbles!

This old woman must be a crazy woman!

Bearded hard.

The right arm was pulled back, and the bowstring made of the tendons was pulled open by it indefinitely. The Frost Iron Beast's tendon bow was pulled into a perfect shape by him.

This is the ultimate form of the bow and arrow.

The bearded man was lucky and yelled: "Broken." ”

The hand pulling the string is released.

Unfortunately, the bow and arrow did not move.

The string was loosened, but the arrow seemed to be stained, and it would not leave the bow.

The old woman looked at the bearded man with the same smiling expression and said, "Take it." ”

The bearded man does not believe in evil.

I don't believe that anyone can stop their own arrows.

No, it's not a block. It's oppression.

She just pressed the arrow with two fingers, and the feather arrow that was pulled into the ultimate state by him couldn't shoot out, can you believe it?

The bearded hand let go of the hand and tugged at the bowstring again, took a step back with his right leg, leaning forward to make a shock pose.

He pursed his lips and gritted his teeth, gathered the strength of his whole body, and shouted loudly again: "Break." ”

The beast tendon string was once again pulled into a full moon state by him.

Bang -

As he let go, the bowstring flicked forward.

Smack-

The bowstring snapped, and the bow and arrow flew out of his hand.

The bearded man's body suffered a heavy setback, and his body flew backwards.

Bang -

His massive body fell on the rugged stone path, and the sand and gravel on the ground rattled.

Vomit -

His throat was sweet, and a stream of blood poured out.

Drawing the bow twice in a row with full strength had consumed all the strength of his body, and his body was in a state of detachment when he encountered the counterattack force of the broken bowstring, and the pain in his internal organs turned over like a river, and his body seemed to be torn apart.

Lying down is not his style.

He put his hands on the ground and struggled to get up.

The quiver was thrown to the ground, and several feathered arrows were scattered.

Without a bow, these arrows lost their lives.

His legs were shaking, and his feet, including every toe, were aching.

However, he still stood stubbornly, looking at the old woman not far away without blinking.

He didn't know where she came from, and he didn't ask who she was.

Either friend or foe. Either you die or I live. The truth is simple and cruel.

When the bowstring broke, the old woman also flew backwards.

However, she was clearly prepared, but she was bounced off with great force, but she was not injured to any extent.

She is smiling, like Guanyin entering the world, like Buddhism Bodhi.

The old woman approached step by step.

On such a cold day, she was wearing a long black dress. The skirt was long and went all the way to the bare feet.

What was even more surprising was that she was stepping barefoot on the cold stone road.

The old woman stood in front of the bearded woman.

She looked at the beard with interest, and suddenly stretched out a palm.

A fluttering palm.

Bang -

The bearded man was pushed away by his palm, and his body fell again and rolled on the ground.

Thunderbolt -

It took a long time for him to stop.

Vomit -

He spat out a mouthful of blood again.

As long as you spit out the blood stuck in your throat, you will feel more comfortable. Otherwise, he will feel suffocated.

The old woman walked towards the bearded man again. One-step. Another step.

She stood in front of the bearded man and looked at him condescendingly.

Then, she lifted her foot.

"The world is impermanent, the land is fragile, the four great bitter emptiness, the five yin are selfless, the birth and death mutate, hypocrisy and masterlessness, the heart is the source of evil, and the form is sin." She said.

Then, she stepped down.

Whoosh -

The bearded man's body suddenly bounced up.

The old woman sensed the danger, and did not see any strength to fly in place.

But she's fast, and she's faster.

"Roar—"

He shouted angrily and raised his right hand high.

Holding an arrow in the palm of his hand.

It was broken when he was rolling on the ground. No one is better at folding arrows by hand than he is.

The sharp arrow pierced the old woman's foot plate and pierced her instep.

The blood is like flowing water#, as if it has found an outlet for venting.

Bang -

The sneak attack was successful, and the bearded body fell vertically, and his back slammed into the ground again. The dust was flying, and some fine stones were smashed into pieces.

The bearded man lay on the ground laughing.

The beard shook and trembled, looking infinitely sad and sad.

"It turns out that your blood is also red." He roared wildly. "You're going to die, too."

The old woman looked at her bleeding soles and arrows bursting out of her flesh. The brow furrowed slightly,

Everyone worships her as a god. No one ever hurt her.

How can God be hurt? P> However, today she was injured and bleeding.

As if trying to understand something, she grinned softly again.

"Everything is impermanent, and everything is suffering. There is no self in all laws, and there is no joy in silence. The old woman said something, and she reached out and gently pulled out the arrow.

The arrow is pulled out, and the bleeding should be more urgent. But I didn't see the old woman use any medicine, and the surging blood was suddenly cut off, and not a drop could be shed.

This time, she lifted her foot again.

It's still that right foot. It was the foot that had been impaled by a beard.

It's a pity that the bearded man no longer has the strength to resist. There is no other sharp arrow.

The bearded man lay quietly, staring at the bright sky with wide eyes.

The wind is blowing, the insects are calling, and the moon in the sky is smiling.

He traveled thousands of miles to Yanjing, but he couldn't help but change to Mingzhu halfway just to see his son again, but unfortunately, all he saw was the breeze and the moon and the endless black mountains.

"Are you going to die?" He thought to himself.

Forty miles away is the pearl, and there is his lifelong guardian in the pearl city.

Die with a grievance or everlasting regret!