On the street of Siliufang, the chaotic crowd has fled, there have been stampedes, there have been casualties, there are corpses on the ground, and some people have been trampled to the head bleeding, broken muscles and bones, lying in the corner wailing......

Rumble!

Within ten meters of Pavilion No. 1, a layer of blood-colored ripples rippled.

The golden moonlight arrow shot by the steppe Valkyrie was blocked in mid-air, and finally the impact cracked, turning into pieces of golden moonlight fragments, disappearing in mid-air.

The face of the young master of the Moon Shooting Tribe changed: "No...... There are masters. ”

On the premise of holding the [Yellow Sun Divine Bow] in her hand, the Qingyan Holy Maiden was angry with an arrow, how terrifying was the power, and it was blocked like this?

In this attic, I am afraid that there are extremely terrifying powerhouses sitting in it.

He immediately realized that the situation was not good.

The other party seems to have been prepared.

"Your Royal Highness Qingyan, stay in Qingshan without worrying about running out of firewood, leave here first, and then take revenge in the future, and wash the Chang'an City Teaching Workshop Division with blood. The young steppe military division said loudly.

The Qingyan Holy Maiden looked at the grassland warriors gathered around her, and the forty-six female wolf guards who followed her were also safe, and she also knew that this place was not suitable for a long time, so she glanced at the direction of Pavilion No. 1 hatefully, and said, "Let's go." ”

"Rush!"

The young master of the Moon Shooting Tribe is like a tiger descending from the mountain, taking the lead.

The strange big bow in his hand, between opening and closing, seemed to be a giant cannon, and there was no enemy, so the masters and troops of the Jiaofang Division who were blocking in front were directly shot, and a large number of pavilions and buildings also collapsed under such terrible arrows like giant cannons.

The young military advisor led twelve fierce grassland warriors, with goose wings behind the young master of the Moon Shooting Tribe, six on the left and right, three shooting arrows, three holding axes and shields for defense and close combat, protecting the forty-six relatively tired female wolf guards in the middle, while the Qingyan Holy Maiden was in charge of the back of the hall, and the entire formation, like a sharp awl, rushed towards the outside of the sect.

The natural environment of the prairie is harsh, there are many fierce beasts, demon beasts infested, and relatively barren, food is relatively scarce, between tribes, there are more killings, there are rumors among the Qin people, that after the grassland barbarians get out of their mother's belly, they will walk immediately, because if they don't run, they will starve to death, or be eaten by wild beasts......

The harsh living environment makes the barbarians of the prairie, both men and women, warriors, individual combat power, extremely strong, not afraid of death, and they are all born warriors.

At this time, the fierceness shown by the young master of the Moon Shooting Tribe and others was like a tiger on the prairie, and with a rush, the guards and masters of the Jiaofang Division were instantly crushed.

At this time, the Pingming on Liufang Street was almost gone.

Seeing this group of grassland people, they were about to rush out of the intersection of Liufang Street.

That's when —

"Shoot!"

A thunderous shout suddenly sounded in the dark streets ahead.

Woohoo!

The sound of breaking the sky, like falling rain, sounded densely, and a series of dense bowstring tremors could be faintly heard.

In the night sky, arrows covered densely like locusts.

The warriors of the grassland barbarians, for the art of archery and archery, are the most skilled, when they heard the sound of the bowstring trembling before, they have already reacted, the warriors holding shields on both sides of the goose wings, immediately roared, rushed up, the internal qi operated, urging the inscription on the shield in his hand, the shield in his hand, suddenly the blue light flowed, and the light of the grassland vines flowed, extending out a more huge light shield, they were like stacked arhats, in mid-air, jumped up directly, layer upon layer, directly formed a green shield wall, and protected everyone behind。

The whole picture, said that it was too late, then it was fast, and it was completed in an instant.

The steppe warrior's reaction was extremely skillful.

Knock knock!

The arrows hit the green shield wall, and they all bounced off.

"Open. The young master of the Moon Shooting Tribe shouted, and the warrior holding the shield in front of him opened a gap two fingers wide very tacitly, and the young master of the Moon Shooting Tribe directly bent his bow and arrows, directly in the direction where the arrow rain came, and through the gap, the four arrows shot out.

The gap in the green shield wall closed again in an instant.

Boom!

Like the roar of a cannon, a scream sounded in the darkness in the distance.

The army of Chang'an City, hidden in the darkness, was caught off guard and suffered heavy losses in the face of the power of these four arrows.

The young master of the Moon Shooting Tribe has amazing divine power, his body is like an iron tower, every time he opens the bow, it is like thunder, his archery is no longer in pursuit of accuracy, but like a cannon, it is directly to kill the enemy with explosive power, and it is a nightmare for ordinary troops to encounter this kind of archery.

......

Opposite side.

Stationed in the darkness, the one who launched the raid was Cai Zhijie, who guarded the yamen in Dongcheng District.

At this time, his face was black, looking at the bow and arrow soldiers who had been killed and wounded, and his heart was dripping blood.

The guards of Chang'an City are mostly responsible for anti-theft, patrolling, maintaining order, and managing civilians on weekdays, so they neglect the battle formation, especially basically have no experience in fighting with the grassland barbarians, completely underestimate the strength of the opponent, and meet the elite warriors in the Moon Shooting Tribe, so this time, they suffered a big loss.

"My lord, what should I do?" said the henchman anxiously.

At this time, on the opposite side, the awl charging formation of the steppe barbarians was already less than five hundred meters away.

Cai Zhijie waved his hand: "Withdraw." ”

These grassland barbarians, too fucking urine, are a group of crazy people, if they continue to fight, he will have to lose all his money, anyway, Lord Fuzun, just said to assist the Teaching Division, and did not say that he directly participated in the battle, and the Teaching Workshop Division auctioned the disaster caused by the grassland people, and he should bear it himself.

The guards guarding the yamen in Dongcheng District immediately began to retreat.

"Hehe, are you not afraid of military law when you escape?" A gloomy voice suddenly sounded from behind Cai Zhijie.

Cai Zhijie was shocked, and when he looked back, he saw an old man in a blue and gray robe with a hooked nose and a face as pale as a zombie, slowly coming out of the darkness, the corners of his mouth grinning, as if he was a corpse crawling out of a coffin, which was terrifying.

"Who are you?" Cai Zhijie said angrily.

"The generals in the inner region of the empire are really already a mess of rotten mud...... Cowardly and fearful, damn it. The hook-nosed zombie old man sneered, and slapped it directly with one palm, and the dark blue cold light flashed in his palm.

Cai Zhijie is also a master in the city, but he didn't have time to react, and was directly slapped to the front of the heart with a palm, and in an instant, this garrison general who guarded the yamen was directly photographed into a pile of blue broken glass ballast.

"There are assassins. ”

"Adult ......"

"Your Excellency was killed. ”

There was a cry of exclamation.

Several of Cai Zhijie's henchmen were also stunned by this sudden change.

But seeing this hook-nosed zombie old man, he directly raised his hand, showed a gold medal surrounded by nine dragons, and said coldly: "On the orders of His Royal Highness the Second Prince of the Empire, those who fear war will die, Cai Zhijie is timid and afraid of death, and he has already engaged in military law, if you retreat, this will be the end." ”

The gold medal surrounded by nine dragons, the golden mangs are magnificent, and the panic is like the power of heaven.

The totem of the Qin people is the golden dragon, and the gold medal surrounded by the nine dragons is out, with the power of the royal family, and there is no forgery.

Several guard generals, at a glance, hurriedly responded to the order and organized the soldiers to arrange defensive formations, but in their hearts, they still had no fighting will, after all, they were all frightened enough by the few arrows that destroyed the world before.

"Hold it for me, and don't let one go. ”

The eagle-hooked nose zombie old man gave a cold order, and then, a person walked out of the military formation and walked towards the high-speed approaching grassland cone military formation.

Boom!

Four destructive arrows were sprayed directly from the middle of the Prairie Army.

It was this kind of arrow that directly defeated the guard army formation guarding the yamen in Dongcheng District before.

However, the old man with the hook nose did not dodge, and rushed over at an accelerated pace in the face of the arrows that were shot, and in mid-air, he directly blasted out with a palm, and the dark blue palm power, the innate true qi surged, layer upon layer, like the Yangtze River, surging away.

Innate invincible powerhouse.

The four sky-breaking arrows were swept away by the dark blue palm power, and instantly turned into ice slag and fell to the ground.

Rumble!

The wall of green light shields that moved at high speed was directly blown away, and the magic weapon-level steel shield dissipated like flying ash, and the seven or eight grassland warriors holding the shield also turned into ice crystals, disappearing between heaven and earth.

"Ah......" The young master of the Moon Shooting Tribe let out an angry roar.

......

......

Killing is coming.

In a hurry, Li Mu only had time to block it with a horizontal knife.

Bite.

A touch of sword light hit the blade of the sword.

A thousandth of an instant of condensation, and then in the sword light, the strength exploded.

Rumble!

The stainless steel long knife snatched from the strong man of the Sect Division was exploded in an instant.

Mars sputtered, thousands of trees and pear blossoms, the scene was magnificent, the picture was bizarre, and the blade of the knife directly turned into steel filings and flew away.

Li Mu reacted extremely quickly, and did not retreat, directly activated the wisp of innate true qi in his body, and swept around his body, shaking all the steel shavings out, like thousands of hidden weapons, directly towards the white figure that came to attack.

Ding Ding Ding!

The sword is cold, like a match, between life and death, the steel shavings in the sky will fly.

Then all the sword light converged, like a shock, and stabbed directly towards Li Mu's throat.

A sword flies immortals.

Good swordsmanship.

Li Mu snorted coldly, his one-handed fingers were like knives, his body squatted slightly, his right hand reached his left crotch, and then he suddenly raised it, and a sharp knife slashed out.

Hand knives.

Draw your sword and slash.

Bite!

The sound of metal resonating sounded.

Li Mu snorted, retreated like electricity, and on the little finger of his left hand, a touch of red spread.

"Damn, it's a magic weapon. ”

He was careless.

Originally, the strength of his own physical body, even if it was a sword plus his body, it was impossible to leave the slightest scar, but the opponent's long sword was unrivaled in sharpness, and it directly cut a scar on Li Mu's finger, if it weren't for the blessing of internal qi, he almost cut off the entire little finger.

The white figure on the opposite side was also shocked and flew out upside down, and in mid-air, he opened his mouth and spewed out a bloody arrow, but regardless of his injuries, he forcibly twisted his body and attacked again.

At this time, Li Mu had already seen the figure of the person who came clearly, it was the handsome young man with a thin figure in room 10, which should be the one behind Wang Chen.

He laughed, stepped back, and pushed Mrs. Tang, who couldn't speak, towards the white figure, and said, "Be kind to be a donkey's liver and lungs...... Fuck, that's 1.7 million, Lao Tzu has to charge double the interest. ”

The young man with a white figure, hearing this, saw Mrs. Tang slamming towards the tip of his sword, and was shocked, reversed the exercise, and spurted out a mouthful of blood, hurriedly put away the sword, held Mrs. Tang, and his body swirled in mid-air, falling ten meters away, looked at Li Mu, and said in surprise: "It's you......"

It turned out to be a silver ghost laughing mask man.

After she was stunned for a moment, she immediately realized that she seemed to have made a mistake.

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