Chapter Seventy-Eight: I am a man of my word

In the dancing cherry blossom petals in the air, Lu Yu stretched his bow like a full moon, his muscles were tense, and his eyes were as clear as an ancient well.

Yanagi Shinnosuke was completely disdainful and continued to charge towards Landing Ha.

When Lao Tzu is scared?

Who can be bluffed by a clay bow?

Lu Yu let go of the wrench.

There was a crunch.

A feathered arrow, bursting through the air, tearing at the air, emitting an incomparably sharp whistling.

The arrow turned into a streamer and headed straight for Yanagi Shinnosuke.

Lu Yu's bow skills are very good, and he can be called superb, but it is definitely not practical to expect a feather arrow to be able to shoot an innate master.

In that case, the so-called Innate Grandmaster would be too cheap.

Yanagi Shinnosuke smiled evilly, pulled out his katana, faced the feathered arrow, shook it hard, and slashed with a knife, and the blade was fighting on the arrow.

There was a crunch.

This knife, sharp and domineering, directly split this feather arrow into symmetrical halves.

It's just that Yanagi Shinnosuke's entire arm is completely numb, and in a short period of time, he can't use the slightest strength.

"What a strong bow."

Yanagi Shinnosuke was taken aback and completely put away his contempt.

Originally, seeing Lu Yu take out an earthen bow, Yanagi Shinnosuke still felt a little contempt in his heart, thinking that this kid was a dog jumping off the wall after being cornered.

Innate Grandmaster, you are not very afraid of a sniper rifle, but you are also afraid of an earthen bow?

But now, he understands that the bow in Lu Yu's hand is not ordinary, and with such a strong bow, it can really be used as a sniper rifle.

However, the two sides are far away from them, they are all innate grandmasters, as long as they are prepared, they will not really be shot by Lu Yu.

Yanagi Shinnosuke and the others did not stop.

The distance between the two sides has been stretched from 200 meters to about 150 meters.

Even in the mountains and forests, the absolute speed that an innate grandmaster can burst out can still reach or even exceed the limits of the human body to a certain extent, regardless of the terrain.

Bolt is on the track, and at the fastest time, he can run about 12 meters per second, and this group of people can even reach 15 meters per second.

And Lu Yu completes a bow bending and stringing action, which takes about three seconds.

In other words, Lu Yu actually only had three chances to shoot.

At close range, the bow loses its effectiveness.

"Keep rushing, a little slower, be careful with his arrows, the power is great, the bow in his hand is not an ordinary earthen bow."

Shinnosuke Yagyu rushed as he reminded his companion.

"Lao Tzu's bow is certainly not an ordinary bow. Lao Tzu's arrow, that's not an ordinary arrow. ”

Lu Yu smiled coldly, the first shot did not produce any substantive effect, he was unmoved, and continued to bend the bow and string.

This time, he had three feathered arrows on top of his bow.

Two seconds later, the bow was stretched again like a full moon, and three feathered arrows, in the shape of a pin, went straight to Yanagi Shinnosuke.

Legendary level archery, triple shot!

The three arrows, not side by side, but in order, were shot over.

The first feather arrow, the fastest, went straight to Yanagi Shinnosuke's door in an instant.

Yanagi Shinnosuke let out a loud cry and instead of using his right-hand knife, he switched to a left-handed knife.

In the new Yin Stream, his right-handed knife is constantly top-notch, but the left-handed knife is undoubtedly the first.

Compared to the right-handed knife, the left-handed knife is actually the strongest point of Yanagi Shinnosuke.

He repeated his old trick, and split the feather arrow in half with another sword.

This time, he knew that Lu Yu's feather arrow had a large impulse, so he had already prepared to accumulate his strength, and used the muscles of his whole body to share the momentum of this feather arrow, but the muscles of his left hand were not shocked and numb, and he couldn't exert his strength.

There is no respite.

A second feathered arrow followed.

Yanagi Shinnosuke still used his left-handed knife to split this feather arrow in half.

The slowest third feather arrow finally arrived.

There was a look of disdain in Yanagi Shinnosuke's eyes.

Anyone with a little knowledge of physics knows that impulse is the product of velocity and mass.

The first two feather arrows are faster and have a naturally stronger impulse.

He can even block these two, and he is still afraid of this slow third arrow?

However, for the sake of safety, Yanagi Shinnosuke still went all out, and instead held the knife with both hands, and with a roar, he slashed at the third arrow.

Bite.

Crunch.

Yanagi Shinnosuke's expression at this moment became very exciting.

Because he found that this third arrow, he was - could not move.

The katana in his hand, although it is not one of the top ten famous swords, is also a rare and good knife, how can it not be able to split the shaft of an arrow made of wood?

But that's the reality.

If you can't move, that's if you can't move.

The feather arrow slashed along the blade, and then with a thud, it pierced Shinnosuke Yagyu's chest.

Then he shot his whole body upside down and flew out, nailed directly to a big tree.

He looked down at the feathered arrow stuck in his heart, and he didn't even feel the sharp pain.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, this third feather arrow, master, has a name, called Eagle Feather Arrow, the arrow shaft can be made of titanium alloy, do you know why it flies slowly, because it's heavy, stupid."

Lu Yu shrugged his shoulders at Yanagi Shinnosuke.

The strong vitality of the warrior makes Shinnosuke Yanagi not die immediately even if he is shot through the heart.

But no one, with an arrow in the heart, can no longer live.

His strong vitality will only make him endure the despair and pain of death more before he dies.

Yanagi Shinnosuke's eyes protruded, staring at Lu Yu deadly.

He was not reconciled.

He didn't want to die either.

He also wanted to cut off Lu Yu's head, thinking that he would become the sect master of the new Yin Stream in the future.

How could he just die?

His heart was still beating strongly.

But every throbbing meant a violent bleeding and spasmodic, completely unbearable pain.

Blood poured out of his mouth, spurting from where the arrow had struck.

His vitality began to continue to weaken.

Lu Yu glanced at him, and said lightly: "Look, I said, I am a person who believes in my word, I said that I want to shoot you, then I really want to shoot you, believe it or not, it's my business." ”

At this time, the rest of the group was only about thirty meters away from Lu Yu.

For an innate martial artist, it is just two or three seconds.

Lu Yu did not step forward to meet the enemy, but turned around and ran.

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