Leng Meiying didn't stop it, at such a close distance, even if the other party made any moves, she was confident that she could fully react.

On the other side, the man who reminded Bing Jing took a step forward proudly: "What? Dissatisfied with our actions? Hehe, this is the strong Hanshilin, in the face of strength, any dignity and status are ridiculous. ”

"Then let me try your so-called strength!" Le Bing's smile suddenly closed, and the Moon Shadow Bow appeared in his palm like a ghost, and his chubby body had already completed the action of hooking the bow and arrows in the blink of an eye.

And when others reacted, Le Bing's arrow had already been fired at close range.

With such a close range of cloud-piercing arrows, it is almost impossible to dodge.

A hint of surprise flashed in the man's eyes, but he didn't dodge, at the moment when Le Bing's arrow left the string, he raised it, and a transparent ice arrow broke out of his fingers, and then collided with Le Bing's arrow in mid-air.

The speed is too fast, even a cultivator like Beyoncé sees it as just Le Bing lifting the arrow, and then without the slightest pause, the arrow collides with an ice arrow in mid-air, and then the ice arrow shatters, and the ice slag splashes everywhere, but Le Bing's cloud-piercing arrow has also fallen weakly.

This kind of action, in the eyes of ordinary freshmen and ordinary old students, is almost to the point where it is not clear at all.

Like a dream of eternal life, night scales, the Yellow Dragon and the like can only see the tricks of fourteen or fifteen sixteen.

An arrow failed, but Le Bing did not stop, but opened the bow again, and there was a silent extra arrow on the bowstring, the arrow was thick, but it was a rarely used burst arrow.

With a buzzing sound, the bursting arrow had already broken through the string, and at the same time, a large white ice shield rising from the opposite side shattered.

Stretch the bow again, pull the arrow again, ****, the ice breaks, the scum and flying debris are broken, and it is a mess, which takes everyone's attention.

With such a high speed and fast action, Le Bing couldn't hold on for long, and after shooting more than ten arrows in a row, his movements finally slowed down, but at the moment when his movements slowed down, an ice arrow had already broken through his attack in reverse and shot towards his big belly.

Le Bing's breath can't keep up with this rhythm, if he is shot into his stomach by this ice arrow, I'm afraid that this big fat belly will be shot through.

In this crisis situation, Meng Changsheng, Jiuqianding and the others all had the urge to make a move, but before they could move, the ice arrow that shot vigorously had already shattered into ice slag one meter in front of Le Bing's stomach, and then scattered in all directions.

This scene is a bit weird, in the eyes of others, it is that there is suddenly an invisible barrier in front of Le Bing's stomach, and this extremely sharp ice arrow is blocked.

"Stand down, Le Bing, seniors are not something you can resist alone!"

Hearing Leng Meiying's voice, Le Bing retreated without the slightest hesitation.

And the old student who shot his face was a little not good-looking, his eyes swept over the faces of the freshmen one by one, and he wanted to ask who made the hand to block his attack, but he couldn't ask.

They are the ice team, a strong team far better than ordinary old students, their strength, their dignity is much higher than that of ordinary old students, but now they have been silently blocked by the attack, but they can't even see who is moving, how can they ask such a question?