A feathered arrow, breaking through the air and making a sound, pointed directly at the clouds.

The toad and the others who ate the phoenix turned their heads, and the dagger of the Oneiroi machine was already turning in the palm of their hands, and they were about to shoot out, but they were retracted. The other three sat down again, talking and laughing, and continued to drink.

Yun Ting also turned his head, his gaze fell on the feather arrow in front of him, and the cold light of the arrow flickered in the pupils of his eyes, as if it could sting his eyes. He smiled, and with a palm in front of him, he firmly grasped the arrow shaft, and the feathers of the Ouroboros trembled, but the whole feather arrow could no longer move forward.

"Okay." Yun Ting exclaimed, as if admiring the archer's archery skills, and as if admiring his irreparable stupidity.

He saw a flame burning in front of Zhang Liao's eyes, and the arrow in his palm was broken into two moments later.

"Shoot hard!"

"Burst shot!"

Another series of arrows flew, one after the other, and there were as many as five or six! It is connected in a straight line in the sky, but now it is replaced by Zhang Liao!

The arrow that was shot at Yun Ting just now was just a disguise, and the real target of this archer was Zhang Liao!

"Interesting. Hahaha......" Zhang Liao laughed angrily, turned his fist into a palm, and fanned the wine glass on the table. And so the small glass flew out, out of the door of the liquor store, and hung in the street, meeting the straight arrows.

When the wine glass flew out, Zhang Liao also moved, and even Yun Ting only saw a shadow, and the sideburns on his cheeks were stirred by the wind, and he didn't stop for a long time.

"Snort." There was a slight cracking sound of porcelain, and the small wine glass that flew out slammed into the iron arrow of the feather arrow, and several cracks broke along the edge.

"Jingle Bell". The first feathered arrow was blocked, and it fell weakly to the ground.

The wine glass continued to fly, bravely flying straight forward.

"Bell, bell." A feathered arrow fell, and it fell weakly to the ground. The third, fourth, fifth, and finally the sixth, the glass finally shattered into countless pieces and fulfilled its mission.

"Ahh Pedestrians on the street finally reacted to what had happened, screaming and hiding in the surrounding shops. Only the players are still standing on the long street, they are surprised, they know how to react, and look overhead, only to see a running figure on the top of the continuous houses on the long street.

"Da-da-da-da." The tiles were trampled on, and the sound of shattering came and went, and even some of the roofs were trampled into a small pit, and the broken tiles on them fell towards the house, but it had no effect on the figure with a brocade bow in his hand. His steps were very fast, so fast that he stepped on the front foot, and as soon as the back foot was raised, the back tiles fell into the air, and he almost stepped on it!

He was always a little faster than when the tile fell, it was equivalent to dancing on the tip of a knife, and the slightest mistake would be doomed.

You know, he is not alone, on the long street below, there is also a black-armored general who is also running, Zhang Liao! One of the five good generals of the Wei State in history, a famous general who once broke the Wu army in Xiaoyaojin!

Zhang Liao is also running, even if he is a rider, but the speed of his running is no slower than the speed of a good horse galloping. He didn't slow down, and even though there were still so many curious onlookers on the street, it couldn't be a hindrance to him, and the speed was mentioned again and again!

All the players, as well as the people who were hiding in the nearby shops and looking out, or hiding under the stalls and secretly observing, only saw a black light and shadow constantly moving. It is like flowing water, no matter how dense the land is, it can penetrate into it, even if there is a flow of hundreds of people in front of it. Like a strong wind, there was nothing he could not penetrate.

"Wow! What the hell is this, is it a man or a wind! One player shouted with a hellish expression. Just now, there was a gust of wind hanging beside him, and he could say that it was messy in the wind, and he didn't see anything, but his hairstyle was messy.

The player in the other place covered his mouth, looking incredulous, watching the black lightning go away, and finally held back a sentence, "This is the Three Kingdoms-like Boerte!" (Note: Bolt, surnamed Bolt, is a famous sprinter in the Empire, known as Black Lightning!) ）

You run and I chase, and the figure on the house that gallops with tiles is gradually caught up by Zhang Liao. The distance between them grew closer and closer, until finally only three shops remained.

"Damn." The archer scolded secretly, he had already guessed Zhang Liao's strength extremely deeply, but it was only now that he suddenly realized that it was still too bad!

But, how is this the reason for him to give up.

There was a break in front of him, a small alley, and the houses on the opposite side were two or three meters away. He didn't stop for the slightest, he leaped to his feet, his body twisted in the air, the brocade bowstring in his hand tightened, and shot towards the sky.

"Rain of arrows!"

A trumpet arrow whistled into the air, and suddenly four rows of illusory archers appeared at the end of the long street, from virtual to real. The bowstring in their hands had been tightened in an instant, and towards the sky, at an oblique angle of 45 degrees, shot the feathered arrows on the string.

"Woohoo!" The arrows in the sky pierced the air and made a sound like raindrops, whistling down. It was like a downpour, enveloping the square area around Zhang Liao.

"Ice Arrow." The archer kept going, and when he fell downward, an arrow was placed on the bowstring to diffuse the cold, and the whole shaft of the arrow was crystal clear, as if it was an arrow made of ice.

Shoot out, in an instant.

Zhang Liao raised his head, reached into his waist with his left hand, and grabbed a short halberd, the tip of which was pointed directly at the ice arrow, and shot down.

His body suddenly stiffened, and from the tip of the halberd, the ice arrow shattered inch by inch, and became a cloud of mist that flew out and spread. The whole halberd was covered with frost, but it never stopped, condensing on Zhang Liao's hands, fingers, palms, arms, chest, to the lower body and head, just a few breaths, Zhang Liao's whole person stopped, showing a running posture, becoming a lifelike ice sculpture.

A rain of arrows fell from the sky at this moment, covering the humanoid ice sculpture. With a sound of "boom", small potholes appeared in the **** land of the long street, and the dust spread, covering the sky and the sun, and Zhang Liao's figure disappeared in it.

"Dead?" The archer stepped on the eaves of the roof on tiptoe, the dust obscuring his vision.

"That's not right!" His face suddenly changed, and he turned to leave.

"It's late." An indifferent voice rang out, like an invitation from hell.

A tornado swept straight forward and zigzag upwards from the dust, and in the middle was Zhang Liao in black armor, his body was spotless, and there was not even a single wound.

"How...... Possible? ......" The archer, whose body was leaning forward, and whose feet had just been raised, but who had never fallen again, looked down and saw a bloody halberd tip piercing from his back and from his chest.

The blood on it trickled down in his astonished eyes, drop by drop, on his leather armor, and then on the roof tiles.

Zhang Liao indifferently pulled out the halberd, his face was indifferent, and he watched the archer's body smash on the tiles, tilt, and fall on the long street.

(End of chapter)

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