"Boy, you dare to despise bow battles, then let your blood wash away your humiliation of bow battles!" The profession he was proud of was said to be worthless, Han Jianxin's face was pale, and the moment the longbow in his hand fell into the air, he took a step forward, and on the side of his body, holding the longbow in both hands, swept towards Ling Aotian.

"What kind of bullshit bow battle, it's just a reckless man who only knows how to use brute force!" Ling Aotian just said casually, but it caused such a big reaction from the other party, at that moment, as soon as his heart moved, he had a plan, and he made a provocative speech again.

Ling Aotian's own strength was too far behind Han Jian Xin, so if the battle between the two was normal, he would have no chance of winning at all, at this moment, seeing that the other party cared so much about the reputation of the bow battle, he immediately made a decision in his heart, provoking Han Jian Xin, causing him to mess up, and then look for an opportunity to defeat the other party.

Ling Aotian's guess was right, Han Jian Xin was indeed extremely concerned about the reputation of bow battles, hearing Ling Aotian insulting bow battles again and again, the anger in his heart instantly rose, and he began to attack frantically, wanting to quickly kill Ling Aotian and wash away the shame that Ling Aotian had brought to bow battles.

In the face of the attack of the furious Han Jian Xin, Ling Aotian did not dare to touch it hard, after all, his strength was much weaker than the other party, if he did it hard, he would definitely suffer the loss, so he used the Heavenly Remnant Step to the limit, constantly swimming around the Han Sword Heart, but he never made a hard move with the other party, but he just provoked the Han Sword Heart without a word, which made him even more angry.

As a result, a stunned scene appeared, Ling Aotian and Han Jianxin, one dodged all over the field, and the other swung a bow and attacked, fighting dozens of moves, but they did not collide with the opponent's weapon.

Han Jianxin's strength was indeed much stronger than Ling Aotian's, but Ling Aotian's Heavenly Remnant Steps were extremely exquisite, no matter how he attacked, he couldn't touch Ling Aotian at all.

Aggrieved, extremely aggrieved, the strength of the middle stage of the fifth-level fighter, but he couldn't help a young man whose strength was not as good as his own, which was already a great shame, but when that young man was dodging his own attacks, he was constantly belittling the extremely sacred position of bow warfare in his heart, which made him even more angry in his heart.

"Boy, what are you going to do but hide? Han Jianxin roared.

"What else will you order besides suppressing people with your strength? What kind of bow battle, if it weren't for your cultivation being stronger than me, I would have beaten you down a long time ago. Ling Aotian fought back, and at the same time, he forgot to step on Han Jianxin's sore feet again.

"Boy, you damn it!" Han Jian Xin was completely enraged, and rushed towards Ling Aotian with a loud roar.

Han Jian Xin, who was carried away by anger, the only thought in his mind was to kill Ling Aotian, so that this kid who dared to discriminate against bow battles again and again would die without a place to be buried, with such thoughts, the power of the longbow in his hand to attack the clouds was a little stronger than before.

Han Jian Xin's attack became stronger, and the pressure on Ling Aotian also increased, however, there was no trace of panic on his face, on the contrary, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Dozens of moves passed, and Han Jiantao's attack became more violent because of the ineffectiveness of the long-term attack, and every time he swung the bow, he carried a frightening breath, which made people tremble.

Here's the opportunity! A light flashed in Ling Aotian's eyes, just now, after Han Jiantao's fierce attack, because the strength of the attack became stronger, the operation of the true qi in his body did not have the same roundness as before, and his attack appeared an extremely short stagnation.

That one was extremely short, only less than a second, but this was enough for Ling Aotian.

Shot!

Ling Aotian made a move.

In the extremely short stagnation of the Cold Sword Heart, Ling Aotian exerted the Heavenly Remnant Step to the limit, and pressed towards the Cold Sword Heart like a wisp of smoke, and the Remnant Sword in his hand stabbed forward quickly when it was about to approach the Cold Sword Heart, pointing directly at the Cold Sword Heart.

This sword is faster than lightning!

This sword is earth-shattering!

It was safe to say that even if Han Jian Xin's strength was stronger than Ling Aotian's, if he was stabbed by this one, he would probably be extremely damaged.

Ling Aotian's sword, the opportunity was grasped very well, just when the old power of the cold sword heart was exhausted and the new power was not born.

Han Jian Xin, who was furious, saw the sword that Ling Aotian stabbed, his face changed instantly.

A sense of crisis rose from the bottom of Han Jianxin's heart.

If you want to block it, it's too late.

After all, Han Jian Xin was not a fledgling hairy boy, he was extremely experienced in combat, and he instantly judged that if he wanted to block Ling Aotian's sword, even if he really blocked it, he would definitely be injured, and the only thing he could do now was to retreat and avoid Ling Aotian's attack.

After figuring out the situation, Han Jianxin didn't hesitate, his feet moved, and his body quickly retreated to the rear.

Han Jianxin still underestimated Ling Aotian's sword, Ling Aotian's sword can be said to be the pinnacle of his cultivation, how can it be so easy to dodge, when Han Jianxin's body quickly retreated, Ling Aotian rushed forward faster, and the residual sword in his hand was getting closer and closer to Han Jianxin.

Damn! Han Kenshin's face became ugly, and he could clearly feel that although he was retreating, he still couldn't get rid of the other party's broken sword.

You must get rid of the opponent's remnant sword lock in order to be able to continue the strong attack! A cold light flashed in Han Kenxin's eyes, and with a backhand probe, three arrows were caught in his hand.

Sou!

An arrow shot out of his longbow as Chill retreated.

Ling Aotian's figure flashed slightly, and the arrow flew past his body.

Sou!

The second arrow appeared again, aiming directly at Ling Aotian's chest.

Sou!

Before Ling Aotian could react, the third arrow also arrived.

Dodge, there is no way to solve the problem! The position of the two arrows is extremely tricky, completely sealing Ling Aotian's dodge route, no matter how he dodges, he can't avoid the attack of the opponent's arrows.

If he can't dodge, then he can only fight! Although, Ling Aotian wants to continue to pursue Han Jianxin, after all, this opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but he knows better that if he really does this, it can only be a lose-lose situation, the remnant sword in his hand can certainly seriously tie the cold sword heart, but the two arrows of Han Jianxin can also take half his life.

In this case, Ling Aotian was not willing to lose both with Han Jianxin, even if he could really fight Han Jianxin, if the Han family came again, he would not have the strength to fight again, but he could only be slaughtered by others.

Ling Aotian secretly sighed in his heart, and without hesitation, he swung his sword and shot down the two arrows that were approaching him.

When!

After two clear sounds, Ling Aotian was shocked by the power contained in the arrow and took two steps back.

As Ling Aotian swung his sword to resist the sword arrows, the crisis of Han Jian Xin's heart was resolved.

Being forced to be so embarrassed by a person whose strength is not as good as his own, this is simply a great shame for Han Jian Xin, and for shame, it must be washed away with blood!

With such a thought, Han Jianxin had just shot an arrow that forced Ling Aotian to swing his sword and split the arrow, so he quickly launched a counterattack.

The figure turned back like electricity, but in an instant, Han Jian Xin arrived in front of Ling Aotian.

The sharp bow and knife swept towards Ling Aotian frantically at the moment it approached Ling Aotian.

As soon as he swung his sword to block the arrows shot by Han Kenxin, Han Kenxin's bow swept at it again.

If he wanted to retreat, it was too late, and in desperation, Ling Aotian had no choice but to swing his remnant sword and block it towards the sweeping bow and knife.

A crashing sound sounded, and the powerful force coming from the bow knife shook Ling Aotian's arm for a while.

Originally, Ling Aotian also planned to use Han Jianxin's attack to distance himself from the other party again, but he didn't expect that Han Jianxin had already expected his plan, and in the process of colliding with his own remnant sword, his bow knife actually changed direction, completely sealing his retreat.

It's a big trouble! Ling Aotian smiled bitterly! His own strength was already inferior to Han Jian Xin, and now that he was forced by Han Jian Xin to fight with him, defeat, I am afraid it was already a foregone conclusion.

Although he thought so in his heart, in the face of Han Jian Xin's crazy attack, Ling Aotian could only continue to swing the remnant sword and fight the other party hard. 、

After dozens of moves, Ling Aotian was already in danger.

"Boy, go die!" Han Jian Xin roared frantically, and the depressed aura generated by Ling Aotian's blow was swept away at this moment.

"Blood Venerable, come out!" I didn't want to rely on the strength of Blood Venerable to win, but in this case, Ling Aotian could only ask Blood Venerable for help.

"Hehe, kid, don't you want me to help?" Blood Venerable's lazy voice sounded in Ling Aotian's consciousness, when Han Jian Xin appeared, Blood Venerable planned to solve this trouble, but was rejected by Ling Aotian, now that Ling Aotian opened his mouth to ask for help, it naturally would not give up taunting Ling Aotian.

"Stop talking nonsense!I'm almost unable to support it!" Ling Aotian yelled angrily at Blood Venerable.

Just as Blood Venerable was communicating with Ling Aotian, Han Sword Heart's attack had already come again.

Knowing that Ling Aotian was already at the end of his crossbow, Blood Venerable did not fight with him anymore and quickly controlled his body.

At this moment, Han Kenxin's attack had already arrived.

A cold smile appeared at the corner of Ling Aotian's mouth, who was controlled by Blood Venerable.

Something was wrong!Seeing the smile on the corner of Ling Aotian's mouth, a trace of uneasiness suddenly rose in Han Jian's heart.

There is no reason! This kid's strength is not as good as mine, how can he afford to make any big waves? Han Jianxin, whose strength was in an absolutely dominant position, quickly suppressed the uneasiness in his heart.

"Die, stinky boy!" Han Jian Xin roared frantically, the bow knife in his hand slashing towards Ling Aotian quickly.

Ling Aotian, whose body was controlled by the Blood Venerable, stood motionless.