After the archers under Nangong Shui shot ten arrows, they all stopped shooting. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoTen arrows, almost 10,000 arrows, if the distance between each two arrows is one foot, you can almost cover the surface of the river with a length of 20 zhang and a width of 10 zhang. No matter how powerful Song Qi is, can he escape with a carpet shot?

Nangong Deng was about to launch an attack on Mao Ming Zhannian and the others, but suddenly saw arrows raining down on the river, and the attention of him and his soldiers was naturally attracted, and they suspended the attack, waiting to see the results of the shooting.

"I didn't expect Nangong Trai to be so strong!" Mao Ming saw thousands of arrows shooting towards the bottom of the river, gasped, and muttered to himself in shock, "With such a dense shooting, even the fish in the water will not escape the fate of being shot by random arrows, let alone a big living person?" Can Song Qi escape this catastrophe? ”

There was such a big movement on the river just now, how could Concubine Yan Fu Ling and the others not hear it? They looked back and saw a burst of arrows like dense raindrops, covering half of the river, and their lover Song Qi was nowhere to be seen, how could they not know that this array of arrows was aimed at Song Qi?

They were frightened and trembled, but they couldn't hold back their screams for the first time. Because they know that Song Qiji people have their own heavenly help, and Song Qi is also a genius in the world, and he will definitely be able to turn evil into good fortune. As much as they believed and prayed, their eyes glazed over the river, as if searching for something. There is a saying that death must see people and life must see corpses, and this sentence is the source of all subconscious. No matter how they prayed or believed, their gaze inevitably wandered subconsciously.

Even the 100 soldiers who had sneaked up to the south bank to prepare for a sneak attack were attracted by the rain of arrows on the river like a tide, so they paused their approach to cover the attack and set their sights on the river.

At this moment, the people on both sides of the Wu River stopped their movements and held their breath, and everyone's eyes were on the river. The whole river was calm again, so calm that there was no sound, except for the clatter of the waves crashing on the shore and the occasional birdsong flying through the sky.

Ten breaths passed, and there was no movement on the surface of the river.

Twenty breaths passed, and there was still no movement on the river.

Thirty breaths had passed, and there was still no movement on the river. There was no body of Song Qi floating, nor was there any trace of him.

It seems that Song Qi is dead!

"Song Qi, I finally played you to death! Hahaha~"

After Nangong Chui glanced around the river with a sharp gaze, he could already confirm that Song Qi was dead, and he laughed happily.

"Brother Song, where are you?" Fu Ling's delicate body trembled violently, tears burst out of her eyes like pearls with broken threads, and she screamed in front of the river.

Mao Yong, Feng Qiao, Aobao, and Wu Biao still did not give up hope, their eyes wandered in all directions, searching for Song Qi's traces.

"Nangong Chui! This is the border of the Liang Kingdom, if you dare to commit murder here, my Liang State army will definitely not spare you! Concubine Yan's tears rolled down her cheeks silently, she raised her hand and pointed at Nangong Hang on the tiger's head warship, and scolded in a hoarse and sharp voice.

"Liang Guo is just a small country, what can I do? General Ben is here, where is the army of the Liang State? Ha ha? Nangong Chui glanced contemptuously at the land of Liang Kingdom, then looked down at the three beauties sitting on the sunken ship, and said triumphantly, "Now that Song Qi is dead, if you can follow General Ben, General Ben will definitely let you enjoy endless glory and wealth." ”

"Nangong Chui, my brother will definitely not let you go!" Fu Lingfeng's eyes erupted with anger, and he couldn't wait to eat Nangong Chui.

Nangong snorted, raised his hand and waved to the south bank, and shouted: "Arrest those three beauties for me!" ”

"Yes!" The hundreds of soldiers on the south bank immediately sprang into action as soon as they received the order, and they were no longer sneaking lightly, but rushing forward in great stride.

Nangong raised his hand again and waved his hand to Nangong Deng on the north bank, and Nangong Deng immediately launched an attack on Zhan Nian. "Kill!"

In Nangong Trai's opinion, his army could destroy the remaining opponents as long as they raised their hands.

"I'm fighting with you!" Fu Ling couldn't bear it anymore, she twisted her delicate body, took off from the sunken ship, flipped three front somersaults in mid-air, crossed the distance of three or four zhang, and landed on the bank of the river.

"Brush~" With the long sword in hand, she faced the soldiers on the river embankment and killed.

When Fu Ling jumped up, the shipwreck suddenly increased and sank violently underwater, crushing the heads of the four people who carried the sunken ship under the water. However, after Fu Ling left the bottom of the ship, the sunken ship was much lighter.

"Quick! Hurry up and get ashore! Mao Yong whispered to the other three, and the four of them accelerated their speed of treading water and paddling.

The four of them couldn't watch Fu Ling, a weak woman, go alone to face hundreds of soldiers, but they couldn't leave Concubine Yan and Qiao Mei in the water.

At this moment, on the north bank of the Wuhe River, Nangong Deng waved his hand and drove his soldiers to launch an overwhelming attack on Mao Ming Zhannian and others. Although Mao Ming and Zhan Nian were strong in martial arts, there were too many people on the other side, and there was no shortage of martial arts masters, so they were forced to retreat.

It can be said that the people on Song Qi's side on the north and south sides of the strait are in a desperate situation at the same time.

"Ling'er, you quickly step back and hand over this group to me!" Suddenly, a column of water rose into the sky, and Song Qi's slightly dull voice came from the water column. In an instant, the water column turned into a splash and splashed around, and Song Qi's god-like figure seemed to fall from the sky and landed steadily on the embankment on the south bank.

"Brother Song!" Concubine Yan raised her eyebrows so excitedly that she burst into tears, and shouted in unison. Song Qi's reappearance is equivalent to picking up another big brother Song for them. Fu Ling ran back, like a flying swallow throwing into the forest, and threw herself into Song Qi's wet embrace.

"I'm fine!" Song Qi gently patted Fu Ling's fragrant shoulder and said gently.

Mao Yong, Feng Qiao, Aobao, and Wu Biao smirked, their faces were all wet, and they didn't know if it was river sweat or tears.

Ah~ Song Qi actually came out of the water again! Ten thousand arrows didn't kill him, and he came back unscathed! Nangong was so shocked that he couldn't help it, his face was like ashes, and he couldn't speak for a long time. His soldiers were also petrified by the shock.

Those soldiers on the south bank were about to meet Fu Ling, but when they suddenly saw Song Qilong ascending to heaven, they were so frightened that they instinctively pulled their legs and ran back.

"Don't be afraid! Song Qi only has the last arrow left! Nangong hung his forehead with sweat like pulp, and kept rolling down. He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, took a deep breath, stabilized his panicked mind, and hurriedly reminded the soldiers on the south bank.

The reason why Nangong Chui wanted to remind him like this was to stabilize the morale of the army, but he didn't expect those soldiers to listen to it, but they ran faster. Song Qi still has an arrow! Who knows who his arrow will shoot at? He shoots arrows with a hundred shots.

"Why does this Nangong Chui always calculate how many arrows I have left?" Song Qi glanced at Nangong Chui on the tiger-headed battleship, and felt funny in his heart. He looked up at the fleeing backs of the soldiers, and let them flee, but did not pursue. What he needs most now is rest, because he is very tired and tired right now. (To be continued.) )