Xiao Yong released the Dan Fire to cover three hundred miles, replenishing soul crystals and desolate crystals from time to time, quickly shuttling among the eight thousand Martial Emperors, devouring the lives of the Martial Emperors of the Underworld.

He Kun and Chiayi were intercepted by two weapons and watched as Xun Chun was killed. Immediately afterwards, they saw Xiao Yong release Danhuo and rampage through the ranks of the Martial Emperor, killing the Martial Emperor one by one. All of this made them bitter and angry. The two of them did not have the slightest fear, plunged into the Danhuo, and went inside to look for Xiao Yong.

But Xiao Yong's vision is clearer than theirs, they can only see fifty miles, and he can be from the inside out, and thousands of miles outside his body are in his field of vision. Every time he saw them approaching him, he had to deflect slightly and move on.

In this way, not only Xiao Yong was killing the monks of the underworld, but also He Kun and Chiayi helped him kill him, causing the number of kills he displayed on the crystal tablet to jump up.

After the two pillars of incense, He Kun and Chiayi no longer entered the Danhuo to chase and kill Xiao Yong, but stopped outside the Danhuo, one on the left and one on the right, each with hundreds of Martial Emperors wanted to intercept him;

Xiao Yong also stopped. In the surrounding area, half of the Martial Emperor has already been killed, and the rest are scattered, and then chasing and killing is not enough to consume soul power and spiritual power.

The army of the underworld is still attacking the top of the mountain, and the top of the mountain has been steadily counterattacking, so that the army cannot get close to the top of the mountain for fifty miles. Archery is one of the means of establishing the sect of the Daoist Sect, and it is perfectly reflected in the fight against the beast tide in the Longming Continent, and there is enough understanding on the way to the Longxiao Continent.

Zhuang Niu and Zhen Qingshan stood together, holding bows and arrows and constantly aiming ahead, and one by one the monks fell under their arrows.

"Senior brother, your archery skills are now greatly improved. I see that you just shot a Martial Emperor one hundred and fifty miles away, and the bull is too bad. ”

"Senior brother, you're not bad. I've seen it twice, you pierced a martial queen with one arrow, and you also pierced three martial kings, and you knocked four martial kings and martial monarchs flying. ”

"Hey, hey. After you left, I seemed to have taken up archery too, and every day after playing the stick, I had to practice archery for an hour. However, what I practiced was pure brute force, and I didn't have any skills. Unlike you, bend up and down, turn back, one fast and one slow, so many tricks. ”

"Senior brother, your archery practice is an auxiliary, while mine is a professional. The master said that since it is a profession, it is necessary to practice until it is superb, and it is unparalleled in the world. However, the master also asked me to practice swords, just like I want you to practice archery, in order to have one more way of fighting, and the two learn from each other. ”

Zhuang Niu scratched his head, "Senior brother, I don't seem to have learned anything, I win with strength." Unlike you, there are many ways to attack arrows, and I have roughly counted them, and there are already thirteen of them. ”

Zhen Qingshan took two arrows and shot down a Martial Emperor and a Martial King who had penetrated within forty miles, "You have exerted your strength to the extreme, this is true on the stick, and the same is true on the arrow, which is also very good." The senior sister is too, the master asked her to practice an auxiliary weapon, but he chose a knife, and he is also known for his strength. In fact, I'm the same, swordsmanship and archery are similar, and I'm known for my dexterity, and I usually don't dare to play in public. ”

Zhuang Niu hurriedly raised his bow and arrows, opened his bow and shot at the three martial kings flying in front of him, an arrow pierced, and the urn laughed, "Pull and forget that this is the battlefield, and almost let them in." But with you here, it's no problem at all. Then he sighed, "Seeing that Shizun has killed so many Martial Emperors today, I really don't know what it takes to catch up with his old man." ”

Zhen Qingshan smiled, "When you arrive at this Dragon Roar Continent, your progress will be very fast." ”

Not far away, Yueqi held a jade-white Jiao bone bow, and kept shooting arrows, every time she shot an arrow, she had to mumble, "Shoot you!"

After listening too much, Li Jingyi next to her snorted, "Concentrate a little." I've shot 200 arrows, and I haven't seen you shoot 10 people, it's just a waste of arrows, and this bow that your father helped you make. ”

"Mother, why do you say that Dad is so powerful? I didn't know that there were still generals in the underworld. ”

"Concentrate on archery!"

"Oh!"

Under the leadership of Emperor Wu, those martial kings of the underworld, Wu Jun, went forward one after another, fearless of death, and showed their determination not to give up if they did not conquer this place. Although they can't approach the top of the mountain fifty miles now, they are still approaching step by step, and they can't get closer to eighty miles at the earliest.

Facing an army of millions, Xiao Han floated above the center of the mountaintop, paying close attention to his opponent's every move. Coordinated in the center, with a degree of command, but there is also a hint of concern.

Her initial plan was to divide the 100,000 men into three groups, and each group of monks would hold on to one tea time and then return to rest for two tea days, so that the combat power would not drop much if they attacked again.

There are only 100,000 people on the top of the mountain, and the bow and arrow shooting is no better than the others, it is purely the combination of arm strength and finger strength and will; the vast majority of monks are not specialized in archery, and the longer the time, the greater the consumption of arm strength and finger power.

But as a result, the opponent was too numerous and the offensive was too fierce, rushing forward regardless of life and death. After shooting 300 arrows, the skin of their fingers cracked open, revealing white bones, and they had to retreat to rest; after shooting 300 arrows, the vast majority of people became less and less powerful and their accuracy became worse and worse. The rest time can only be compressed, and if this continues, sooner or later there will be no one to shoot arrows.

After two tea times, many stragglers were frightened back by Xiao Yongdanhuo, and instead of fleeing into the distance, they attacked towards the top of the mountain, causing the situation on the top of the mountain to become even more tense.

Seeing that there were still more than 3,000 Martial Emperors and 700,000 Martial Kings and Martial Monarchs, Xiao Han was at war, entangled in continuing to hold this place, or withdrawing his troops and leaving.

On Xiao Yong's side, he dragged two generals and nearly a thousand martial emperors, and he was no longer able to rescue this side; his own 1,000 martial emperors, nearly 100 of them had already exposed their bones, even if they insisted on shooting, they would not pose a great threat to the other party; after the two tea times, the team had all taken turns, and from the state of archery, the fatigue was fully revealed, and the threat to the other party was getting smaller and smaller.

Another tea time passed, and the monks of the underworld were only thirty miles away from the top of the mountain, and there were more than two thousand two hundred martial emperors floating in the air, and there were still six hundred thousand martial kings and martial kings.

"Sister-in-law, why don't we withdraw those who are injured. Xiao Han walked up to Li Jingyi and said very entangledly, "There are too many martial emperors on the other side, and our killing ability is getting smaller and smaller." My brother must have expected this situation a long time ago, so he asked us to withdraw our troops if we couldn't hold on. ”

Li Jingyi looked up at the top of the mountain, "It's not bad to withdraw those who are injured and can't shoot arrows." However, the underworld couldn't last long, and half of them died, and they had to withdraw their troops. It's up to who can carry it. ”

Xiao Han immediately shouted, "All the injured, evacuate here now." The wounded looked up at her, and no one answered.

After more than thirty breaths, a five-fingered Martial Emperor shouted, "Elder Xiao, we can still fight with weapons." When he shouted, many people immediately responded.

Xiao Han pondered for a few breaths, and then smiled, "Then let's recover well." He took out his bow and arrows and flew towards the edge of the mountain.

After a tea time, the same words were soon shouted as a monk shouted, "My arrows are finished."

The situation at the top of the mountain suddenly became tense, and many monks who had come down to rest for less than half a cup of tea rushed up again, either handing arrows or shooting with bows.

Xiao Han shouted, "Aim, one arrow will kill at least one person!"

At the time of departure, because they were only thinking about establishing a stronghold, they were all fighters and there was no logistics team. The sect provided each person with one arrow, and each one served a thousand. A small part of the chase began to be used in the process of chasing a million miles, but there were at least more than five hundred. Now someone has run out, and the frequency of shooting can be imagined.

When the underworld monk came to the front of the mountain for ten miles, the arrows shot from the top of the mountain were already sparse, mainly aimed at the Martial Emperor of the underworld. Some Martial Emperors of the Underworld began to throw bone sticks towards the top of the mountain, although some were shot down, but those who were not shot down smashed on the formation, as if they were about to drill into it.

Xiao Han shouted, "Emperor Wu stepped forward, and the rest of the people retreated." Be careful of the opponent's soul attack!" "The distance is only ten miles, and it enters the range of the combined soul attack of the Martial Emperor of the Underworld.

"Haha, it's not too late, just in time for the battle. ”

"Brothers, I'm here!"

"I'm going to be on the throne too!Brothers, give me a place......!"

A loud shout came from the center of the mountaintop, and five hundred Martial Emperors appeared in the air. Reinforcements from the Daoist Sect have arrived!

Xiao Han hurriedly snorted, "Silence!" and then began to transmit the sound.

Soon, five hundred Martial Emperors flew in different directions, each throwing down two thousand arrows.

The arrows on the top of the mountain were scarce, and the morale of the monks of the underworld was greatly boosted, and they rushed towards the top of the mountain with shouts, and soon came to the front of the formation, and the bone stick smashed indiscriminately, smashing the formation to a shaky one. The dead and wounded little centaurs, victory was at hand, and they were very excited in their hearts.

Suddenly, a martial emperor saw an arrow shooting at him, and he didn't have time to react, so he could only watch the arrow enter his chest, pierce his heart, and come out through his back. The same situation happened in other places, and more than 500 Martial Emperors fell with arrows in an instant.

This sudden appearance frightened the underworld monks around them, and at that moment of being stunned, a large number of arrows were fired, causing a dense group of companions to fall.

When the 500 new forces arrived, a million arrows were quickly distributed to each of them, and everyone was full of money again; with food in their hands and perseverance in their hearts, their combat effectiveness was immediately perfectly manifested.

A Martial Emperor smashed the arrow that flew at him and shouted, "Retreat! We have been fooled!"

The dense bow and arrow attacks in an instant brought huge casualties to the underworld, and also brought them a huge psychological blow. Hearing someone shouting to retreat, the people who followed him hurriedly turned around and ran, causing even more panic. Outside the top of the mountain, the monks of the underworld were crowded and chaotic.

At this moment, there was a laugh from the center of the top of the mountain again, "I'm going to be on the list!" Five hundred Martial Emperor Martial Kings appeared in the air again, and the second batch of reinforcements arrived.

Li Jingyi sent a voice to Xiao Han, and Xiao Han then shouted, "Kill out!"