More than a dozen fierce barbarians took advantage of the chaos and forcibly squeezed to Han Chen's side, and smashed their fists into Han Chen's head.

As soon as Han Chen pulled out an arrow, three arms thicker than his thighs forced him around. The fist full of real power was full of tigers and tigers, and before the fist arrived, the strong wind had swept the ground into a mess.

A guy who is the heaviest in the Heavenly Xuan Realm, this blow is smashed, and he still doesn't beat it into meat sauce? Not to mention the few barbarians who attacked, it was He Lingfeng and the others who were staring from a distance, they all felt that Han Chen was dead.

Unexpectedly, the eyes of several barbarians flickered, and before they could see what was going on, their fists slipped through the air together.

How could Han Chen be polite to the enemy? While avoiding the invasion, he turned the bow handle, and the falling light drew a half circle in front of him from left to right.

"Wow...... ......"

The sharp blades on both sides of the bow arm successively touched the thighs of the two barbarians, like a knife cutting tofu, Han Chen didn't even feel any resistance, and the barbarian's legs were neatly broken into two.

Before the severe pain could spread to the two barbarians, Han Chen leapt into the air, and the arrow between his fingers poked straight into the eyes of the third barbarian.

"Poof......

There was a muffled thud, and the arrow peeked out of the back of the barbarian's head. Han Chen pulled it out, and the brain pulp that spewed out of the opponent's pupils had not yet splashed on his body, and he had completed the action of pulling the string and arrow.

"Boom!

With the limp bodies of the three barbarians, the sharp arrows pressed an umbrella-shaped air barrier in the air, and in an instant, they broke into the rear of the Holy British Army.

The next moment, another Shengying archer fell under Han Chen's arrows!

"Ahhh......h Wow, ahhhh......h

Only then did the screams come from the mouths of the two brute-legged barbarians.

"What?"

He Lingfeng, Huo Shuang and the others were amazed.

In such a passive situation, not only did he tend to avoid the flow of water, but then he turned to counterattack twice, and the fighting action with such a high difficulty coefficient was suddenly completed in one go! Han Chen's skills were really different from the soldiers of all races around him! Not to mention those ordinary generals, even He Lingfeng and even the coach Lu Ren, they were all ashamed of themselves!

They hadn't paid attention before, but now He Lingfeng and the others suddenly realized: that kid who released the cold arrow only had the first level of cultivation in the Heavenly Xuan Realm! At first, they thought it was a guy from the Creation Realm.

"How is that possible?" He Lingfeng said in disbelief, "Who is that kid? How can he, a low-level guy in the Heavenly Xuan Realm, shoot such a strong arrow?"

Alchemists are especially sensitive to all kinds of special treasures, and Huo Shuang can easily see the clues. He pointed at Han Chen and shouted excitedly, "Yes...... Be...... It's the bow! The bow...... That's not ordinary...... Is that...... That's ......" After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't analyze what kind of weapon the bow in Han Chen's hand was.

That bow does not have the breath of a fighting weapon, so this point is ruled out first, but its power is no less than that of ordinary fighting weapons, and the material of the bow body cannot be distinguished for a while, it can only be said that it may be a powerful weapon made of some rare items and techniques, if it is brought to the Holy English Sect and studied by all the high-level alchemists in the sect, it will definitely be able to give it even more terrifying power!

Perhaps, it may be possible to refine it into a ground-level bucket weapon in one fell swoop!

The archers and alchemists of the Holy British Army were so overwhelmed by Han Chen that they couldn't raise their heads, how could Gul Mu miss such a good opportunity to counterattack? He shouted to the rear: "Priest return to position!" Then he looked at the scarred Beamon warriors and asked, "Beamon warriors, do you still have the strength to fight?"

"Woo ......"

More than ten Beamon elites raised their noses and roared, and the steaming battle intent did not need to be answered in words at all.

The four priests soon arrived, and Gul Mu waved his hand: "Warriors, rush!"

Heavy footsteps sounded on the battlefield, and in the dust and smoke of rubble, Beamon's team broke into the front line between the Minotaurs and the Holy British army like moving mountains.

Without the assistance of the alchemist, how could the Holy British Army withstand the heavy weapons of the Minotaurs? The front troops had already begun to retreat, and as soon as the Bimon Legion entered the battle, the casualties of the Holy English Army were exacerbated.

However, after all, it is a well-trained elite legion, and even if the orc warriors go all out, it is difficult to break up the opponent's well-organized military formation in a short time.

This time it was He Lingfeng's turn to be anxious: "Damn...... Stand back! Stand back! Turn the circle of defense!"

The Holy British Army changed its formation while fighting, and it took more than ten minutes before it was difficult to shrink the umbrella formation into a circle.

He Lingfeng stared at Han Chen from afar, his teeth itching with hatred. But Huo Shuang's gaze never left the falling light in Han Chen's hands.

The more he looked at the Falling Light, the more unusual Huo Shuang felt, and he couldn't care about the Saint British Army that was gradually being eaten, so he hurriedly said to He Lingfeng: "Quick! Grab that bow!"

He Lingfeng had long wanted to break Han Chen's body into pieces, Huo Shuang's words were like a fuse, he didn't even think about it, and as soon as his mind was hot, he threw himself into Han Chen.

But before he could get close to the orc legion, a ray of red light suddenly flew from the diagonal front, this red light did not have too strong energy fluctuations, but He Lingfeng still subconsciously glanced at it from the corner of his eye.

This glance almost scared him out of his body!

The crystal rune half the size of a palm in the red light was not the fighting talisman of the orc high priest who killed the troll patriarch?

"Wow, wow, wow......" didn't even care about the image, He Lingfeng was so frightened that he made a turn in mid-air, and withdrew more than 100 meters away in a blink of an eye.

As soon as he grabbed it in the air, the fighting talisman immediately floated back into his hand. The high priest looked at He Lingfeng and sneered, "What's the matter?

He Lingfeng's face was pale, and he gasped for breath several times before his heart calmed down slightly. He gritted his teeth and scolded: "Bastard, you are less proud, when you shrimp soldiers and crabs are finished, it will be your death!"

"I don't mind going to hell with you. The high priest said indifferently.

Unable to deal with the high priest, He Lingfeng had to take his anger out on the foreign soldiers on the front line. As soon as he returned to the command point, he scolded at Han Chen's interracial coalition army: "Damn, have you eaten shit? a bunch of waste! Half a day's hard work can't even solve a low-level guy in the Heavenly Xuan Realm!" After scolding, he urged the commander again: "Increase the troops! Increase the troops!"

Han Chen's importance was self-evident, and the high priest immediately ordered: "Werewolf escort, archers, protect him!"

A moment ago he was an enemy, but now he has become a teammate. The werewolves and archers who caught up roared and killed the enemy around Han Chen without hesitation.

Han Chen's pressure has been greatly reduced, and the frequency of archery is naturally higher.

However, at the rate of the Phantom Arrow Method, how long would it take for two hundred or so arrows to last? In just a few minutes, the arrows were shot with a fine light.

He hurriedly grabbed an orc archer and asked, "Do you have any more arrows?"

The orc archer shook his head and said, "No, that's all." ”

"That's all?" Han Chen didn't believe it: "Such a big city, just such a little inventory?"

The orc archer said, "Yes, we don't make bows and arrows, and these bows and arrows are still paid a lot of money from human merchants. ”

"Then why don't you change more?"

"Those merchants said that bows and arrows are national strategic materials, and it is difficult for the royal family to get them out. ”

"Damn!" Han Chen had nothing to say.

Han Chen's predicament He Lingfeng saw it all in his eyes, and he scolded half-angrily and half-happily: "Shoot! Why don't you shoot?" When he gave the Holy British Army a counterattack order: "Turn the sawtooth formation, kill this group of beast barbarians for me!"

Huo Shuang withdrew the protective shield, and the alchemist group immediately activated the spell, once again condensing the true power of the soldiers of the whole army into one, and it was difficult for the orc warriors on the periphery to shake the military formation in the slightest.

The array of the Holy British Army quickly regained its stability, and the circular defensive array formed more than a dozen sharp cones, rapidly extending to both sides, and only a few rounds of rushing and killing disrupted the rhythm of the orcs.

Seeing that the orc core legion was about to repeat the mistakes of the past, Han Chen put away the light of the fall, jumped into the air, and fell straight into the core legion that was retreating.

There were many masters who paid attention to Han Chen, and when they saw Han Chen taking the initiative to go to the most fatal battlefield, everyone couldn't help but be surprised and surprised.

How much of a threat does an archer have without a bow and arrow? What's more, the elite legions of both sides are facing each other there, especially the orc side, who randomly pulls out a warrior, and the cultivation is above Han Chen, Han Chen's going there is tantamount to a rabbit entering the wolf pack, and he is afraid that he will be torn to pieces after a conflict.

The high priest frowned, and said worriedly, "What does that kid want to do?" No matter who Han Chen is, since he is on his side, the orcs don't want him to die in vain.

He Lingfeng sneered, "If you want to be a hero, you will be crushed into meat sauce in no time." ”

Huo Shuang was concerned about the falling light: "Keep an eye on him, you must snatch the corpse!" The implication is that Han Chen will definitely die.

Beamon and the Minotaur were several times larger than Han Chen, and shuttling through these sturdy orc teams was like running through several forests, and the position movement was not affected at all, and with only a few moves, Han Chen rushed to the forefront of the battle.

The fierce battle between the two sides was raging, and the soldiers on both sides did not notice Han Chen, and when Han Chen suddenly appeared in front of the human legion, the few Saint British soldiers in front of him were stunned.

Han Chen's appearance was exactly the same as that of a human being, so much so that the first impression of the Saint British army on the opposite side was that he was a human being, and after hesitating, he did not attack immediately.

But He Lingfeng's order rang in his ears: "That's the enemy! Kill him!"

Han Chen was faster than the other party, his eyebrows flashed, and the Xuanming Sword jumped in his hand.

The surging energy fluctuations spread like a blast of wind, and the unique and sharp aura immediately attracted the attention of nearby warriors and distant powerhouses.

"Bucket weapon!"

Hundreds of people exclaimed in unison.

Huo Shuang almost fainted. As soon as he was thinking about how to use Han Chen's bow to refine a powerful ground-level fighting weapon, a ready-made ground-level fighting weapon appeared, and it was also an intermediate ground-level fighting weapon! Such a high grade, the dozens of surrounding countries have never had it for thousands of years!

The allure of the fighting weapon was undoubted, no matter whether it was friend or foe, the dozens of soldiers around Han Chen's body were all stunned.

(End of chapter)