Yoyuki laughed, "Hurry! ”

Li Ruyu returned the song to the sheath, his spirit was condensed, the sound of the waves behind him became smaller and smaller, and finally since it was silent, the city in the distance was gradually disappearing, and finally disappeared completely from the eye......

Between heaven and earth, Li Ruyu only saw one thing in his eyes.

Yoyuki.

Indeed, he said that he only saw the bow in Yang Yuji's hand.

The bow and arrow of the Archery Dao Saint is definitely not weaker than the Nine Immortals of the Eastern Earth, and Li Ruyu even feels that the power of Yang Yuji's previous arrow is already above that of the Hanging Sword Dragon King, and it is not much worse than the wave of the Wolong Feather Fan in the White Emperor City.

But it's still much worse.

Yang Youji slowly pulled out a feather arrow from the quiver behind his back, which was cast in iron, the tip of the arrow was dark red, covered with cloud-like stripes, shaped like a spiral, and the tail of the arrow did not even have a feather.

This feathered arrow is more than a meter, which is much longer than ordinary arrows.

Also thicker.

Shoot arrows, open bows.

Airplanes!

The bowstring trembled.

A yellow halo the size of a grain of rice bloomed from the bow, and in an instant, it erupted like a volcano, forming the size of a millstone, like a yellow moon.

Smack.

The yellow moon burst out and swept through the night, across the heavens and the earth.

Heaven and earth are vast.

The yellow rays of light the size of a grinding disc are like threads threading a needle.

Extremely fine.

This arrow is very simple, there are some, but it is the unparalleled strength in the world, and the city wall at the foot of the foundation that bears this power collapses violently.

Yoyuki, who shot an arrow, is nowhere to be seen.

Li Ruyu looked at it with an arrow.

He watched Yoyuki disappear from his sight again.

Don't dare to be careless.

Press the sword, bend your knees slightly, twist your waist to the left, and only pull out your sword when the line instantly pierces the sky and appears about a hundred meters in front of you.

Draw your sword and slash the sky!

A snow-bright sword light shone across the entire sky.

Rumble!

Loud voice.

The sword light split the yellow ray, burst out into the sky, the waves and storms swept more than ten miles in a radius, flying sand and rocks in the dark night, and the bright moon was not seen, as if it had reached the end of the world.

A sword smashes the feather arrow, and Li Ruyu does not dare to slack off.

With a cushion on his toes, he jerked back hundreds of meters.

Standing on the sea, the rolling waves under your feet, in front of you are the flying streamers and the dust that covers the sky.

No arrows came.

I don't see where Yoyuki is.

However, Li Ruyu was alarmed in his heart and looked up at the sky.

Really.

Above the sky, between the clouds, there was a yellow light the size of a grain of rice, which suddenly came from the sky.

It's unbelievably fast.

The next second he saw the yellow light, a light the size of a grain of rice had already broken through the sky and fell more than ten meters above Li Ruyu's head, as if piercing the shackles of space.

It wasn't until it fell that I found that the light brought by this arrow was actually several meters thick.

In the midst of the lightning, Li Ruyu took a step to the side.

A very small step.

However, this step was subtle - Jing Ke's assassin technique.

So Li Ruyu's figure disappeared from the world, as if stepping into a folded paper.

The yellow light of the fine grains of rice burst into the sea.

A strange scene appeared: a light the size of a grain of rice pressed out a semicircular ball with a radius of about 500 meters on the surface of the sea, and shot directly into the seabed before disappearing.

On the clouds, Yang Yuki didn't have time to look at the sea, so he suddenly turned around and raised the longbow in his hand.

Swish!

Li Ruyu sold it in one step, and happened to stand behind Yang Yuji, slashing down with a sword.

This sword is the Master's sword.

The waters of the great river come up from heaven.

Now Li Ruyu is a sword saint, and the sword of the river is the sword he is most familiar with, and this sword can already be compared to the sword that was even split by the master in Guanyu City.

Between heaven and earth, there is a scene that amazes the wonders of the ages.

Above the clouds, a huge river hundreds of meters wide, as if it was the Milky Way in the world, flew down 3,000 feet, and instantly swallowed Yang Yuji's figure.

The sound of the wind and the waves of the sky can be heard even hundreds of miles away.

Milky Way pours.

From the sky to the clouds, rushing to the sea and never returning!

Straight to the sea.

Wow!

It was originally a river condensed by sword intent, as if it was a real river, colliding with the seawater, bursting into its ten thousand torrents, the sky was full of water waves, and under the reflection of endless streamers, countless rainbows shone at night.

It's one of the most spectacular sights in the world.

However, the most beautiful scenery is the sword that kills.

Li Ruyu, who was standing on the top of the sky, did not know the life and death of Yang Yuji at this moment, but after all, he was an arrow saint, and he didn't dare to be careless, almost at the moment when the Milky Way fell into the sea, Li Ruyu suddenly stood upside down.

Stand under your head and feet in the clouds.

The song in his hand was inserted into the clouds at his feet.

Rumble!

A blood-colored pillar of light, an incomparably huge blood-colored pillar of light, a blood-colored pillar of light swirling around countless unjust ghosts, as if it was a thunderbolt from the sky, falling from the clouds.

Between heaven and earth, there was a disturbing ghost cry.

Hell Burial Sword!

At the same time as the galaxy collapsed in the middle of the sky, this hell burial sword, which was dozens of meters thick, almost fell in no particular order.

Bai Qi is not in the body.

However, Li Ruyu is already a sword saint, and the hell burial sword he uses is not lost in the slightest when Bai Qi is still there.

Even better.

The Hell Burial Sword, which was tens of meters thick, swallowed up everything that hindered the sword's path, the galaxy water of the Great River Sword, the rainbow that shone in the night sky, and even the sea water turned into clouds and smoke in an instant.

Above the sea, fog obscured the sky.

In the fog that covered the sky, a blood-colored pillar of light penetrated the ground from the sky, and on the seabed, a huge round hole with a thickness of dozens of meters and a depth of more than ten meters burned out.

Li Ruyu stood upside down and looked at the sea with his sword.

Although he came out of the Great River Sword and the Hell Burial Sword in a row, he still didn't dare to be sure that he could kill Yang Yuki, although after the two swords, Yang Yuki, who was originally like a star in his eyes, had completely lost his brilliance, but he couldn't see the corpse, and he didn't believe that an arrow path saint died like this.

Yoyuki is definitely above Tsukahara Buchuan!

On the sea, in the fog, Yoyuki was half-crouched on the ground, the longbow in his hand had been bent, and the bowstring had been broken.

Yoyuki spat out a mouthful of blood.

He vomited another mouthful of blood.

In the end, he vomited wildly, and in the blood and water, even internal organ fragments could be seen, which was terrifying.

But he didn't die.

As a saint of the archery, as long as there is a glimmer of life, he will stay away from hell.

Yoyuki laughed miserably.

What a strong sword.

is also a saint, under his sword, he, an arrow path saint, has almost no power to fight back, and is completely crushed.

For this piece of the world, Li Ruyu's sword is completely beyond the level of existence.

However, Yoyuki didn't want to die.

At least he didn't want to die tonight, or that day, he didn't want to die.

He still had something to do.

He wanted to kill Zhao Jin, who betrayed him.

It doesn't hurt to die again.

But definitely not at the hands of a swordsman, if he had to die, Yoyuki only wanted to die in one place: the battlefield.

General, you should die on the battlefield!

He stood up, took a deep breath, and laughed, "Catch the arrow." ”

The bow is bent.

The bowstring is broken.

The quiver behind him was also reduced to ashes under the Sword of the Great River and the Infernal Burial Sword.

Where are the arrows?

How can you shoot an arrow?

There are arrows!

Shootable!

Yang Youji held a curved bow in one hand, and pulled it in the other, and the yellow light in his hand shone brightly, like a dragon's whiskers spreading, wrapping around both ends of the bow body.

Bow into.

At the feet of Yang Youji, the sea water that rolled back was like being sucked by a dragon, turning into a water dragon, frantically surging to his five fingers, endlessly, and in an instant, in Yang Youji's hands, gathered tens of thousands of catties of seawater.

However, it was only a water arrow the size of a thumb.

That's what the arrow is.

A water arrow weighing tens of thousands of catties!