Chapter 20: The Power of the Northern Underworld
The entire left arm, under the powerful crossbow that came at the surprise attack, dissolved into debris and dissolved in the sea of blood. Sen Luo's white bones can be vaguely seen at the broken arm, and between the broken flesh and blood, they are extremely hideous. Suffering from the baptism of arrow rain, although most of the flying arrows were blocked by the players besieging the boy with their bodies, but what fell on him, but it was not only a one-handed number, fortunately, the rain of arrows that took advantage of the situation just now, failed to hit the vital point, otherwise, I am afraid that the player behind will not be able to use the knife to make up, and the boy will die here.
Lying on the ground, the young man's blood-stained cheeks were facing the clouds in the sky, and a mouthful of blood coughed up from the young man's mouth, along the corners of his mouth, dyed the entire chin and neck, with air coming out and no air coming in, which was a portrayal of the young man at this time.
Seeing such a scene, all the players besieging the boy had only one common thought left in their hearts.
Whoever can kill this young man who has no power to resist will be able to make a name for himself in the rivers and lakes!
Obviously, as those players who dream of breaking through the world in the rivers and lakes, although there are many who can maintain a clear mind under this temptation, there are definitely not many players who act as cannon fodder.
One person moves first, and ten thousand people follow.
Faced with the temptation of becoming famous in a fight and killing the first player to be the first person, even if only one person can't bear it, the first shot will directly detonate the entire battlefield.
The rain of arrows is majestic, and the guns are dazzling.
Shouting to kill the sky, people move into a tide.
When the entire battlefield was suddenly slammed into the blood that the boy kept coughing up, as an almost roaring shout sounded in the crowd, countless players rushed up in the direction of the boy with red eyes almost at the same time.
"Puff puff!"
Flying arrows into the body, everyone steps on each other, shoulder to shoulder, people gather into a flood.
Even if some people want to stick to their duties, they don't have to be carried forward voluntarily in the crowd.
Just in an instant, the original strict defense, shield wall gun forest directly collapsed, the players on the entire battlefield with a clear division of labor became a pot of porridge, the strong crossbow bow and arrow in the forest regardless of the death and injury of their own personnel, desperately poured out the arrows they carried, the shield and shield collided, the sound was mixed and the wind was cracked, the spears were opposite, and the cold light entered the body.
In this turbulent situation, people were constantly injured and fell, and in the crowd could only take a few breaths, they were trampled into mud by their companions, and completely melted into the blood and mud of the ground under their feet.
The player who pounced on the boy was only a few hundred meters away, and the number of players who died in the hands of his own people was actually no less than the number of dead and injured in the few rounds of attacks just now.
"Even if you mess up, but with your current state, how can you escape!" After all, he is the first person among the players, and he has never shown his true strength in public, and on the top of the mountain, the woman in black who looked down on the battlefield didn't believe that the boy couldn't even hold up ten rounds of attacks, you know, in order to ambush the boy this time, she arranged more than 30 rounds of cannon fodder sprints, just to consume the boy alive.
"Ahem!"
Every time he coughed, a large mouthful of blood spurted out, and his eyes were completely infected with blood, and the young man felt that the whole world had turned bloody. Lying on the ground, his mind was on the verge of collapse, and the young man felt that the shouts in his ears were gradually fading, and it seemed that everything around him had become extremely slow. Everywhere he went, everything was so clear that the boy could clearly see the fierce face of the player and the raised blade that swooped up.
"Ahem!"
His chest rose and fell violently, and another mouthful of blood spurted out, and the young man who had reached such a situation slowly closed his eyes, as if he gave up in the face of the white blade that was about to die.
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"Roar!"
Tianlong roared, his strength was galloping, every time Qiao Feng's palm fell, he was a hero with a name and surname in the rivers and lakes, the corpse was on the spot, and it was only a stick of incense in the time, and the hundreds of heroes gathered together in Juxian Village were not even one who could be Qiao Feng's enemy.
Standing out of thin air, stepping on the void, Qiao Feng stepped on the void, and countless golden transparent dragons roared and galloped around him, covering the entire Juxian Village. With the power of only one person, without the slightest twists and turns, he suppressed the audience.
"How is that possible!" Looking at Qiao Feng, who was in the courtyard, Elder Xu's eyes shrank fiercely, and he exclaimed in disbelief.
Yes, how is it possible, when he was forced out of the beggar gang, Qiao Feng was only a master of the realm of things, how could it be that in less than half a month, he actually stepped into the legendary realm of the void, what are you kidding, you must know that Qiao Feng has come to this point, and he doesn't dare to show the carriage and horse like this, hard steel Qiao Feng.
Not to mention that Elder Xu was shocked, none of the Jianghu guests present were not shocked by Qiao Feng's strength. In the rivers and lakes, condensing qi into the realm of things is already the realm that most people in the rivers and lakes dream of, and the strong people with the general realm are either the heads of the big sects, or the elders of the Shaolin beggars.
If Qiao Feng is a great achievement in the realm of things, the guests in the rivers and lakes who are out of the realm can still forcibly spell him out by virtue of the advantage of numbers and various means, but the half-step void realm, which is completely a legendary realm in the rivers and lakes, who dares to be an enemy of ordinary people.
At this time, the courage of everyone in the village, who had finally risen up, was directly defeated by the strength shown by Qiao Feng.
"No wonder I didn't see the Shaolin monks coming, it turns out that they already knew that Qiao Feng had set foot in the Void Realm!" Looking at the sky, every palm falls, it is a giant dragon falling out of thin air, and the people in the rivers and lakes who retreat to the outside of the village are all happy to sigh.
In the face of a half-step void realm powerhouse, I'm afraid that even Shaolin, as the number one faction in the world, will not be easily offended.
Feeling resigned, Elder Xu, who was full of horror, was about to slip away, but he happened to face a pair of eyes that were red with murderous intent.
"Boom!"
With a dragon roar, the defense that had been cultivated into a condensation collapsed at the touch, and Elder Xu only felt that his body was light, and the whole person flew out like a cloud of mist, falling into the hall, and the blood stained the villa.
At the moment of death, Elder Xu's heart was full of remorse, not because he had forced away a strong man who could lead the beggar gang to glory, but because why did he provoke such a pervert.
Before he died, Elder Xu found out that Quan Guanqing and Mrs. Ma had disappeared without a trace.
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In the boy's body, the light blue streamer continued to pour out from the dantian, along the special meridian channel, with the boy's forcible mobilization, constantly advancing. And the light blue streamer, every time he forcibly advances a point in the juvenile's scarred meridians, the juvenile who suffers from the backlash will spit out a mouthful of old blood, and when the more than a dozen meridian paths are all forcibly mobilized by the juvenile, the endless and mighty suction force, from the entrance of more than a dozen meridians, surging wildly.
It only took a few breaths to close his eyes, and when the boy opened them again, the knife and gun had already stabbed the boy.
"Boom!"
The knife and gun stabbed, and before the surrounding players had time to rejoice, they suddenly felt infinite suction coming from the blade, and the energy stored in the body poured out frantically without being able to do so, like a torrent that broke the embankment.