"Kill"

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"Shoot!"

"Shoot!"

"Shoot!"

Long arrows shot out one after another, like a curtain of rain, indescribably dense.

However, the body of the demon god seemed to be solid, but it was as if it did not exist at all, and the long arrows that were as dense as rain passed through in an instant, without any sense of hindrance.

"Humph!"

"How could these mortal sword soldiers hurt the noble demon god?"

The ghosts and gods watched the long arrows pass through their bodies, leaving no traces, the corners of their mouths couldn't help but rise a trace of disdain, and their eyes showed a deep sense of pride.

"There was no damage?"

Looking at the ghosts and gods that kept approaching, the armor of the Suzaku Battalion, his eyes couldn't help but show a look of shock.

But they didn't feel scared, because they had anticipated what was in front of them and had prepared for it.

"Change the evil arrow!"

The dark-faced Yang Shou saw the ghosts and gods floating in the air as if they had no weight, and his eyes couldn't help revealing a trace of disdain. Turning his head and yelling.

"No!"

"No!"

"No!"

The soldier who received the order nodded heavily without hesitation, and stretched out his palm, and took out a carved charm from the quiver next to him, which was dyed red by cinnabar, like arrows that emitted heat.

"Ready!"

With Yang Shou's calm order, the longbows in the palms of the archers were directly drawn into an oval shape.

However, they did not let go, but their eyes narrowed slightly, and the three of them formed a straight line.

Just wait for Yang Shou to give an order, and these specially processed long arrows will shoot out like an angry dragon.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The ghosts of Montenegro did not know that these long arrows had been specially treated and soaked in cinnabar.

Naturally, they didn't know how to be afraid, their faces were red, their mouths were wide open, and their eyes showed a hideous color. Roaring, he pounced forward like a wolf.

A thousand steps!

Five hundred steps!

Three hundred steps!

One hundred steps!

The distance between the ghost god and the crossbowmen was getting closer and closer, but Yang Shou, who had a cold face, never gave the order to attack.

Ninety steps!

Eighty steps!

Seventy steps!

As the distance continued to shrink, the hearts of the armor soldiers were tightened, because they could already faintly see the hideousness and greed on the faces of the ghosts.

But they didn't shoot!

Because they were waiting, waiting for Yang Shou's order.

This is also a characteristic of strong soldiers, orders are forbidden, and even if the ghosts and gods reach the front without receiving the order, they will not move in the slightest.

Fifty steps!

Forty steps!

Looking at the ghosts and gods who were getting closer and closer, as well as Yang Shou, Fan Gou'er, Xue Li and others who did not react in the slightest, there was an anxious look in their eyes. Even Situ Xing cast an inquiring gaze at him.

Thirty steps!

Finally, at the thirtieth step, the palm held high by Yang Shou slammed down.

"Shoot!"

Chirp!

Chirp!

Chirp!

As Yang Shou's palms fell, the tense bowstrings snapped suddenly, and long arrows pierced the sky like poisonous dragons, making a sharp chirping sound.

"Humph!"

"Haha!"

"What a bunch of stupid people, how could such an arrow hurt the great ghost god!"

The ghost god of Montenegro looked at the long arrows in the air, as well as the soldiers who were obviously wrecked, and his eyes couldn't help but show a look of ridicule, and his mouth was wide open. The sound of urns and gases is emitted.

"It's ... ”

"How could these arrows hurt us. ”

"I'll definitely drain all their blood in a while... ”

The ghosts and gods had no idea of dodging at all, their faces were disdainful and presumptuous.

Some ghosts and gods even looked up to the sky and laughed. The meaning of contempt is overflowing.

"Humph!"

Looking at the ghosts and gods standing there like a wooden stake, letting the arrows come to him, and his face was full of rampant ghosts, Yang Shou's eyes showed unconcealable joy and pride.

"What a death!"

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

Burst!

Burst!

Burst!

The long red arrow pierced the body of the demon like a poisonous dragon.

However, they did not disappear like the arrows in front of them, but suddenly burst into flames.

The red runes on it suddenly lit up as they burned.

"This... ”

"This... ”

"This... ”

The black mountain ghost god lowered his head, walnut-sized eyes, and looked at the long arrow stuck in his chest in disbelief.

What's going on?

Why do these long arrows stick in themselves?

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

Under the power of the runes, the crimson arrows suddenly became hot, and finally turned out to be like red-hot coals.

Multiply!

Multiply!

The body of the ghost god was like snow under the hot sun, slowly beginning to melt.

How is this possible?

What kind of power exactly?

Why is the yin energy in our body shrinking at a rate that is visible to the naked eye?

The faces of the ghosts and gods changed suddenly, and they looked at the long arrow in their chests in disbelief, and stretched out their palms, trying to knock him to the ground.

But the long arrow seemed to take root, and no matter how much they struggled, it hung there without moving.

On the contrary, because of the relationship between struggle and tearing, the original wound became more and more hideous.

"Curse the evil!"

Yang Shou looked at the ghosts and gods who were struggling and rolling in pain, and a faint sense of pride couldn't help but rise on his face.

"Yang Lao Linggong's evil arrow, the Taoist runes and the evil qi of the soldiers are perfectly fused, not to mention that it is just this kind of little ghost, even if it becomes a big ghost of the climate, if it is shot and injured, there is also the worry of falling. ”

"These idiots!"

"Standing there straight and not dodging at all!"

"Truly the fearless are fearless... ”

Burst!

Burst!

Burst!

With a soft sound, a bright red flame suddenly rose from the pierced wound of the ghost.

These flames look soft, but they have an unimaginable temperature.

The body is black, like a physical ghost.

Rolling on the ground in fear, or leaping high, he threw himself at the nearby rivers and lakes, trying to extinguish the flames with the power of water.

However, they are doomed to disappointment!

Because those flames are not mortal fires at all, but blood flames with the power of evil added to them.

It's not something that can be extinguished by any water.

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Maybe it was because of desperation, maybe it was because of the burning pain, and the ghosts and gods all opened their mouths and let out a terrible roar.

However, no matter how hard they tried, they would inevitably end up being burned into ashes by the flames.

The ghosts and gods who were not shot and escaped by luck all looked at the armored soldiers in front of them with a frightened face, and the evil arrows that emitted red light in the quiver.

Fan Gou'er, Xue Li, Li Ling and the others looked at the ghosts and gods who did not have the arrogance just now, and their eyes couldn't help but show a hint of joy.

And his face showed a posture of eagerness.

These fish that slipped through the net are their prey.

However, before they could make a move, a cannon was heard.

I saw a well-equipped ghost soldier pouring out of the military flag, and they slaughtered into the enemy camp like a tiger entering a flock under the leadership of Li Shooting Tiger, who was tall and like a giant.

"Kill!"

"Kill all these evil gods!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The ghost soldiers, who were as black as ink, neatly dressed, holding blades, and faintly had a few traces of divine light, under the leadership of Li Shooting Tiger, were like tigers entering the flock, and they were pouring out like a tide.

The ghosts and gods of Montenegro, who were already panicked and had no fighting spirit, were hit by the double attack of the yang world and the yin world, where did they still have the heart to fight again, and immediately abandoned their armor and fled without a fight.

"This... ”

"This... ”

"This... ”

Looking at the city god ghost soldiers who killed the ghosts and gods of Montenegro like cutting wheat, Li Ling, Xue Li, and Fan Gou'er all showed shock and chagrin in their eyes.

"Hateful!"

"These ghost soldiers must have done it on purpose!"

"It's about competing with us for credit!"

Although they knew Li Jiehu's thoughts, they couldn't help it. After all, ghosts and gods have all kinds of supernatural powers, and only ghosts and gods can completely restrain them.

Moreover, the city god manages the underworld, and the county lord manages the yang world.

On rank!

Chenghuang's official position is still above the prison sentence.

They are just subordinates of Situ Xing, and in terms of rank, they are even more humble, what qualifications do they have to hinder the actions of the Divine Domain.

Therefore, they can only be secretly angry in their hearts.

The ghost soldiers led by Li Shehu are all elite, and they have been recuperating.

On the other hand, the ghosts and gods of Montenegro were temporarily put together, and they were frightened by the Yangshi army and lost their morale.

Therefore, the situation of the war suddenly appeared to be one-sided.

Burst!

Burst!

Burst!

The pitch-black blade slashed, and a ghost god suddenly looked like a punctured water bladder, and the black ghost qi splashed like a fountain. His body also became wilted at a rate visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into ashes completely.

Situ Xing stood on a high place, his eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the fight below. He is the chief official, and unlike Fan Gouer and others, he is not afraid of being robbed of credit at all.

Naturally, the mentality will be a lot calmer.

"Kill!"

"We can't participate in the war of ghosts and gods!"

"Then strangle the remnants of those sects!"

After Fan Gou'er and the others were stunned for a moment, they turned their eyes to the warriors of the sect who were scattering and being suppressed by bows and arrows, and their voices were cold, as if they said viciously.

"No!"

"No!"

"No!"

Xue Li didn't know when he had already climbed the high platform built up of the earth, and the two huge red flags in his hands kept swinging.

The soldiers of the four large battalions, according to the experience of daytime training, quickly stood in their positions and ran quickly.

。。。

Call!

Call!

Call!

Call!

The exhausted warriors of the sect leaned together, their faces showing grief and indignation.

"Commander!"

"The officers and soldiers are too insidious, they use the method of fire attack to make us panic, and cover the shooting with stray arrows. ”

"Many of the brothers didn't react at all, and they were shot like hedgehogs!"

"What a miserable death!"

The samurai commander of the sect originally had a hey-yo face, and his face became even more ugly when he listened to the samurai's cry.