"Embroidery strength, an arrow is like thirty, sorrow is like silk. ”

Pull another one, bend the bow and arrow, and during a slight pause, the group of Hao was already boiling, as if they thought that the consumption just now was too great to use it again.

One arrow, no more than kill one.

When my 3,000 heroes are killed, can you still sit in peace?

But the next moment, it was the sound of strings like a rapid crackling silk that broke the silence first.

Between letting go.

The arrow broke, but in mid-air, it suddenly turned into thirty extremely thin metal strips, not so much a strip as a long needle.

Xuan Xuan, who was just about to rush out, hurriedly bowed down again, and the heroes who had just suffered also roared "Fall down, fall down", and those who had not had time were once again brought out by the penetrating needle.

Thirty with one arrow!

Xia Guang continued to advertise: "This is the real use of embroidery energy, the divine second of the floating heavenly Luo Zhu, how can you understand?"

The blood fairy Mei Ling leaned closer, standing beside Xia Guang at this time, but she was stupid, and her heart was shocked.

This distraction, but saw that the young man next to him stretched out his big hand to grab the remaining twenty-nine arrows in this quiver, and was extremely skillful in bending his bow and arrows.

"Blood Demon Skill, with blood as the guide, the arrow does not look at the destination!"

After that, he actually pulled his bow to the sky, and his fingertips were wrapped around the blood, and twenty-nine were blood rays that could be blocked by the mountain wind, and they shot out suddenly.

"Fall down, fall down, lie down and don't move!"

Qunhao found that he couldn't say anything else.

But I still can't figure out what this Great Zhou Shenwu King is doing?

Soon, they knew.

The twenty-nine blood rays suddenly exploded in the air, as if they were being pulled and tracked directly in the direction they were, as if they had life.

Tuk Tuk!!

In succession, twenty-nine people were crucified and shot to the ground.

Silent.

The scene seems to have become a show of the Shenwu King of the Great Zhou.

And there is naturally no shortage of masters who use swords and shields, swords and shields, the way of military formations, combined with the martial arts of the rivers and lakes, these people hurriedly got up at this time, took off the heavy shield, and shouted angrily to connect the shields into a line, stacking them up and down, and forming a copper wall and iron wall.

Xia Guang is not in a hurry, or Qunhao's speed is also very fast.

Soon, the iron wall began to move slowly.

"Jiuyang Xuanjing, arrows through the mountain. ”

A majestic burning internal force quickly penetrated into the arm of the python-robed Shenwu King with a magnitude that everyone could see, and the two arms of the young man seemed to be surrounded by tongues of fire, and even the black feathers of the thirty arrows drawn out were burning.

Loose strings.

Thirty arrows, if thirty siege arrows.

Bang bang bang!

The impact on the iron wall of the copper wall directly tore the iron wall, and the force did not fail, penetrating through the body of the person holding the shield, and then shot through the next person, through the head of the next person, and continued, and some even did not stop until they hit the mountain rock behind it.

The power is simply appalling.

Zhengdao Gunhao was stunned.

The blood fairy Mei Ling was also stunned, and the Bafang Demon was stunned.

You can hold this relationship alone, what are we here for?

Do you hit soy sauce?

Witness how hung you are?

Confused, looking at each other is shocked...

The scene is unimaginable.

The righteous path charged, but was suppressed by this man in black armor.

Barrels of arrows were delivered by the mountain camp, and Xia Guang repeated the action expressionlessly.

No one who charged at him could be within fifty paces of him.

And many heroes and even celebrities have fallen on the high platform.

Blood-stained Zen platform.

Hei Tianzi, who was sitting on a long black branch in the distance, looked at this stupidly, she was originally ready to support, but it seems that there is no need for this at all.

Xia Jiejie knew that her little brother was fierce, and she had seen it once during the civil strife in Bailian, but after so many years, it seemed that he was even more powerful.

They were all born to the same mother, why are people so different?

The black man was a little confused.

Why is he so fierce?

is different from what he pretended, it was a kind of fierce, slaughtering, extremely indifferent, it seemed that the person who stepped forward in front of him was not a person, but a dog.

Could it be that the fierceness hidden in the mother's womb has been inherited to the younger brother, so he is so cowardly?

In another place, the long-hating giant soldiers disguised themselves as mountain rocks and sat in the rocks, and the cold girl with red swords and black robes looked at the scene here, it seems that the opportunity that this little emperor uncle got is really extremely powerful, which also reassures her a lot.

At the same time, her attention quickly shifted to Mei Ling, who was named "Blood Fairy".

She also quickly understood what Uncle Xiao Huang was going to do.

Marriage.

Get the support of the world's demon gate.

Then come to fight against the legend of the righteous path, the Immortal Buddha.

It's a kind of control over the general situation.

Everything is just a tool to her, and it is not incorrect for Uncle Huang to make such a choice in this situation, but...

She looked at the charming, coquettish blood fairy, but frowned.

The aura is not compatible.

This prodigal old woman, the thief is annoying.

On a high platform.

Almost between lightning and flint, the counterattack of the righteous path has arrived.

It was all kinds of hidden weapons, throwing knives, hidden arrows, flying needles, flying locusts, darts, and even some delicate mechanisms that burst out of the bright light, flashing invisible white light, all roaring towards this place.

But the huge and heavy shield of the mountain camp had already blocked the side of the Shenwu King in advance, and for a while, there was a sound of "clanging", which was endless.

All the hidden weapons were blocked by the heavy mountain of shields.

It was this contact that made Xia Guang shoot thirty arrows again.

Thousands of righteous people, each with their own martial arts.

But at this time, no matter how young and old, beautiful, ugly, fat, thin, strong or weak, under the death harvest of the Great Zhou Shenwu King, they quickly fell down.

It's hard to imagine that a single person can inflict such terrifying overwhelming firepower.

If you look down from the sky, the fan-shaped, piercing arrows bloom from the hands of the black-armored boy, becoming a brilliant life-ending firework.

The righteous path masters at the level of the coach are more or less injured, but they are powerful and have many hole cards, so they can be preserved.

Dong Sansheng, the head of the Nine Mountains, seemed to be extremely unwilling and couldn't believe it.

And the same is true of the Xuan Xuan of the Green Pothos Zen Temple.

Fang Baishi and Xuan Lin both died at the hands of this man, and he realized that he was an evil demon, and the impact failed at this time.

They just came up with other ideas.

Dong Sansheng took dozens of steps back, standing in a place that was a thousand meters away from the Shenwu King, before he suddenly raised his luck and said: "Xia Guang is a catastrophe that is not spoken!"

The four are not human beings, but the real devils hidden in the rivers and lakes, who wear human skins and live among us.

The real Xia Guang must have died a long time ago!

It's been dropped!"

Originally, only some people at the level of the master knew about this matter, but it was learned through the mouths of the rookies in the rivers and lakes, Lin Yan and Xiao Jianxian.

These righteous sect masters did not follow Lin Remnant and Xiao Jianxian's train of thought to fight against the catastrophe, but suspected Xia Guang.

Today's temptation has confirmed that Xia Guang must be the devil.

Hearing him speak, the Shenwu King in the distance did not kill people, but put down the snake vine thunder bow, sat back on the chair wrapped around the golden python, looked at the righteous path master who generously stated in the distance, and looked sideways at the blood fairy Mei Ling, but the latter had already known about it, so what was the case before.

If it was a fragrant red cloud, it soon floated in, sat on the left leg of the Shenwu King, and let the sturdy young man hook his waist.

King Shenwu looked leisurely, not panicked at all, and looked like "you say I listen".

Seeing this situation, Dong Sansheng, the head of the Nine Mountains, became even more unscrupulous, and his luck raised his voice: "If it is not my race, its heart will be punished! Not to mention that these four are no longer human, and their wolf ambition to subvert my human race is clearly revealed!"

The elites of the Demon Gate, the elite soldiers of the Great Zhou, although we have different positions, we are all on the same side in the face of foreign invasions.

Don't be dazzled, you can't see clearly!"

Dong Sansheng continued, and many people from the Demon Sect were already in an uproar, but this group of people were all peripheral people, and the group gathered around the blood fairy was indifferent.

Xia Guang just sat and listened, and did not obstruct it, nor did he admit it, nor did he deny it.

Look at the righteous man who is righteous and generously speak, exposing his true face in front of the world.

But Zhao Hulu felt that these words were a little inappropriate, and bowed his head and said: "Lord Wang, this thief bird is chewing the root of his tongue there, it is better to shoot him down." ”

King Shenwu waved his hand and said, "It's okay. ”

Zhao Hulu didn't say much, there were many things that the enemy provoked in front of the battle, distorted the facts, and sowed discord, listening to the wind or rain was by no means a qualified guard, not to mention that the old god of the prince was there, and his heart was open, how could it be as he said.

Even if it's...

The four dark guards of the Wind Forest Volcano were handed over to this one from the hands of the Long Live Lord who had just left.

Weapons don't need to be thoughtful.

And what this prince did, which one was not for the Great Zhou?

He thought about it, and listened to the master who was talking loudly in the distance, and his heart was still unhappy, so he glanced at the elites of the surrounding mountain camps.

This group of elites naturally understood, and suddenly opened their throats and scolded.

"Fuck you!"

"Thief bird, if you can't beat it, you will chew the root of your tongue. ”

"Idiot, you're an idiot!"

"You're not human, your whole family is not human!"

"My lord martial god descended to earth, how can you understand the IQ of this fat and oily pig!"

Hearing a few witty words that occasionally flashed in it, Zhao Hulu couldn't help but silently look back at the last brother, and then saw that Dong Sansheng was quite fat, and couldn't help but "heh" a happy sound.

But in this huge sound, the Shenwu King, who was like a demon venerable, was holding the petite queen of the demon gate, sitting quietly, with a deep expression, not knowing what he was thinking.