"It's... Are you sure?" Zeng Xiang was shocked.

The big bow in Nangong Fan's hand is called the "Bihu Bow", but the inventory left by the heyday of the Ice and Fire Army is like a fake replacement of the best Xuan-level spiritual weapon, even if he has been tempered with amazing physical strength, it will be laborious to personally control this big bow, which is a big bow used in ordinary realms.

Isn't that enough?

What kind of brute force is this?

The archer pulls the bowstring with his own brute force, and the power of the spiritual weapon and his own spiritual power are all blessed on the arrow, bringing violent energy.

Just talking about the suppressive effect, the real archer is more powerful than the sword cultivator.

If the archers are given enough stage, it will not be a problem to shoot their peers easily.

It's just that archers are much more difficult to practice than sword cultivation and the like. What eagle eyes, draw bows, melt the gods....... There are so many aspects that are very particular.

Nangong started quickly two days ago under the guidance of Zeng Xiang with his divine thoughts, and I have to say that he is really a natural archer, his three eyes have been opened, and his strength is more powerful than that of barbarian cultivators of the same level, comparable to spirit beasts, and his divine thoughts have been completed.....

All the important elements of an archer, Nangong Fan possessed, and he was a leader of the same level that was difficult for cultivators to achieve.

It's just that his archery skills are a little touching, and now he completely relies on divine thoughts to make up for the gap in his head.

"This bow doesn't play very hard. Nangong Fan smiled faintly, "Have you forgotten that I am a pure physical cultivator?" I didn't dare to use half of my strength to pull this bowstring, for fear of pulling it out of the bow and feeling uncomfortable all over my body. ”

Even if Nangong Fan said it plainly, Zeng Xiang also felt a hint of vague showing off, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching, and he didn't hesitate to take out a big bow from the storage ring that had already reached the ground level spiritual weapon.

Even if he had been prepared, his hand sank subconsciously.

Nangong Fan finally became interested when he saw this scene.

This bow is still half a human height, the whole body is pitch black, and the bow body is half a moon, even if it is used as a big knife, it will not look abrupt. There are many uneven spots on the bowstring, and there is a slight flicker of fire on it.

"What kind of demon beast's tendon is this?" Nangong Fan's eyes froze, he felt a crisis from this bowstring, and couldn't help but sigh.

The most difficult thing to find in refining bow spirit weapons is the bowstring material, such as the Bihu Bow that is still in Nangong Fan's hand, just saying that the bow body has reached the level of a realm spirit weapon, but the bowstring is not up to standard, which leads to it being only a Xuan-level spirit weapon.

"Fire Jiao Bow, a high-level realm fire Jiao, its body length is sixty or seventy meters, it can extract all the tendons of its whole body and refine it, but it has only created two big bows of this level.

Your grandfather ascended in Xia Death City, and this is what he left behind before he ascended.

It's a pity that no one in our Ice and Fire Army in Xia Death City can move this big bow, and we have been collecting it to this day. ”

Zeng Xiang said extremely quickly, and threw the fire Jiao bow towards Nangong Fan.

Nangong Fan caught the Huojiao bow and threw the Bihu bow to Zeng Xiang.

Just holding this Huojiao bow, Nangong couldn't help but be happy, he could feel the desire of his body, needless to say, this big bow must be a good match for himself, it felt like it was deliberately tailored for himself.

Thinking of the predecessor of the "Sun Bible", it was the supreme divine skill that Hou Yi realized after the great god shot the nine-headed golden crow.

If you want to say that the strongest marksman of all time, Hou Yi is definitely on the list.

Perhaps the best way to display the power of the Sun Bible is with a bow and arrow?

"What are you doing, try to pull the bowstring, this is an authentic high-grade earth-level spiritual weapon. Alas, in this way, too much strength is also a headache. Zeng Xiang's mouth was full of thoughts.

In his opinion, Nangong Fan couldn't pull this Huojiao Bow most of the time, so he had to use the Bihu Bow at that time, and it was a lot less powerful.

"Good Lat!" Nangong Fan responded, and immediately made a standard archery posture.

Holding the Huojiao Bow tightly in his left hand, the momentum on Nangong Fan's body instantly became different, as if there were flames flickering around him, and even the sunlight seemed to be dazzling.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and his right hand pulled back slowly.

This fire tendon looked straight, but it seemed to have been changing with Nangong Fan's pull.

Soon it was half a moon, and Nangong Fan instantly felt a little struggling.

"Ahh

"It's not a full moon, but it can be used. Zeng Xiang nodded.

Nangong Fan let go of the bowstring, and at this moment, the sunlight in his body seemed to separate a trace of insignificant power and poured into the fingertips on the bowstring.

The flickering flames of the fire tendons then surged and merged into one.

The sunlight between heaven and earth seemed to be condensed on it, and without arrows, a brilliant light shot out, stabbing fiercely at the big tree not far away.

The tree had been pierced, leaving a hole the size of a fingernail, and fiery energy was bursting out in all directions.

"This ......" Zeng Xiang was stunned.

This is a true archer skill, even if there are no arrows, he will shoot out arrows of light that are completely formed by spiritual power.

Although the power is much smaller, it can be better than the speed, so that the archers have more means to deal with it in a hurry. It will not be easily crushed by the same level as it is close-fitting. This allows you to find an opportunity to distance yourself and take a real arrow to attack.

Zeng Xiang even suspected that this guy was learning arrows a few days ago, and he was all pretending.

After all, Nangong Fan has a history of restricting his other energies and only showing a mid-level aura.

The old pig eats the tiger.

Zeng Xiang thought about it carefully, there were only the two of them in the company these days, Nangong Fan really didn't have the need to pretend, it couldn't be aimed at him, right? The most important thing is that even with his acuity, he didn't notice the surge of spiritual power.

Coincidental?

This should be a natural archer!

Compared to Zeng Xiang's hesitation, Nangong Fan instantly understood what happened the moment he released the bowstring. The sunlight in the body combined with the refining fire tendon manifestation to achieve such an effect.

I praised my talent in my heart, and sure enough, no matter what I learned, I knew everything. It's just that this hand is a little more powerful than Zeng Xiang's archery skills.

"Looks like I'm going to have to use this tiger bow. Zeng Xiang's eyes were stunned.

"Hey, this Fire Jiao Bow is completely tailor-made for me. Nangong Fan was triumphant, and his eyes became serious.

"I'll listen to my command. Zeng Xiang said.

Nangong Fan nodded, not showing his young master's majesty at all. I know very well how many catties and taels I have, if I don't use my divine thoughts, I don't know where to go even if I shoot a Yellow Realm demon beast and turn my head.

Where to shoot, it's better to listen to the instructions of professionals.

The two of them easily crossed the low mountain behind them, which was the first mountain that Xia Yan City came out of, and everything in front of them was unobstructed.

Zeng Xiang's eyes were extremely sharp, searching everywhere for Xia Yan's whereabouts, he believed that this guy would definitely be with the Xia family's reinforcements, and maybe let those Consummation Realms take some points for him.

Just look for the place where the most people gather.

"Out of town. Nangong Fan's forehead opened his three eyes, and he easily crossed the crowd approaching the mountain range and found the location of Xia Yan.

There were nearly a hundred people gathered around this guy, and they were leaving Xia Death City in a mighty way, and there were nearly a thousand cultivators in front of them scattered in various places, crossing the plains, intending to burrow into the mountains.

This comparison looks a bit like Xia Yan is leading a group of evil servants to chase ducks.

Nangong Fan was full of slander in his heart, how afraid of death is this guy? The three layers around his body and the outer three layers are full of people, and he is not afraid of the autumn tiger being powerful and panicking?

"First hide your body and put it in about a thousand meters to open the bow. Zeng Xiang shouted, and hid behind a boulder with a light step.

Nangong Fan smiled, and with just a shake, he came to the only giant tree on the low mountain.

Although this dwarf mountain is the first peak, there are no demon beasts on it, and there is no need to worry that other people attending the conference will come up to warn Xia Yan.

Compared with Zeng Xiang's seriousness, he sometimes used his spare eyes to see where Xia Yan went.

Nangong Fan looked very leisurely, closed his eyes, and completely looked at the movements of Xia Yan's group of people with three eyes, without fear of them being inducted.

Give Nangong Fan a chance, and even dare to use this way to watch every move of the realm powerhouse.

As long as you are not a perverted realm powerhouse, you can't find the snooping of the three eyes at all.

"There are also some noble young masters and young ladies next to him. ”

Seeing Xia Yan and the others slowly moving forward like spring, Nangong Fan couldn't help but yawn, "These guys too, don't do their best to participate in the good autumn harvest meeting, and try their best to please a dead man?

"Don't shout, it's almost the distance. Zeng Xiang turned his head and rolled his eyes.

However, he found that Nangong Fan had already held the specially prepared arrows in his mouth, and the fire Jiao bow was already clenched in his hand.

"1,200 meters!"

Zeng Xiang was relieved, turned his head and clenched the Bihu bow, ready to go.

"One thousand and one hundred meters!"

"One thousand meters! The two people in front, you left and I right, began to let go at 800 meters. This first round of offensive does not seek to kill, the accuracy must be enough!" Zeng Xiang changed his initial thoughts, he felt that with Nangong Fan, a novice, even if his strength was online, eight hundred meters should be the limit.

"Oh!"

Nangong Fan took off the arrow and immediately put on an archery posture.

The lazy appearance disappeared in an instant, and the whole eye was completely closed, only the bow in his hand, and only the goal!

With the arrow in hand, the feeling of pulling the string is completely different from when you just pull the tendons of the fire.

Nangong Fan only felt that his blood was surging wildly, bringing irrepressible tremors all over his body.

The three eyes froze on the arrow, and nothing else.

"Archery!"

Zeng Xiang shouted.

The sound of the bowstring trembling sounded in Nangong Fan's ears, and his fingers suddenly loosened.

At this moment, all the spiritual power in the body poured out from the dantian, bringing two rays of sunlight to pour into the arrows, and the blessing of the morning sun danced within the three eyes, and a wisp of dispensable divine thoughts also attached to it.

Even the Fire Jiao Bow shimmered brightly, pouring a trace of power into the arrows. The fire tendon is not far behind, and the fire flow of its skin has also become a part of this arrow.

Nangong Fan's uncontrollable full force actually drove the arrow and did not shoot it out at the first time, but instead pulled the Huojiao bow for a full moon.

An arrow was fired, and the whole person instantly collapsed to the ground.

Zeng Xiang's fingers appeared blood-colored, and only then did he hear the sound of Nangong Fan loosening the bowstring beside him.

I couldn't help but feel helpless, why did my young master get distracted at a critical moment, the speed of this arrow was much slower than his, and his arrow would definitely arrive first, which would make Xia Yan and his party react.

Nangong Fan's arrow is completely useless.

Fortunately, I didn't intend to completely deter nearly a hundred consummations with this, and it didn't hurt.

Zeng Xiang turned his head and was about to call Shanggong Fan to slip away as planned and start the dog walking mode.

There was a sudden knock in my ears.

It is the sound of a person falling to the ground without power.

"Young master!" Zeng Xiang exclaimed in surprise and pounced on Nangong Fan who fell to the ground.

I saw Nangong Fan staring ahead with a smile on his face, a terrifying blood flow was drawn between his three eyes, and the hand that loosened the bowstring was no better than Zeng Xiang, and it was completely cut by the power brought by the flicking of the fire tendons, and it was squeezing out the blood.

"I'm fine, it's my masterpiece. Nangong Fan's eyes were full of pride, he had a wonderful feeling that his arrow would definitely surprise the audience.

"It's okay, this first offensive is not in the way. ”