I have to say that Yi Jun is a strange person, he has become the peak spirit of the Three Realms, he has telekinesis, he has true yuan, and he has a spirit weapon that can be summoned at any time and turned into a body at any time, but he still carries some things with him.

Needless to say, the dark iron dagger that was tied to the leggings and never left his body even when he slept, in addition, Yi Jun also carried a small package with him, which he always carried on his back.

There weren't many things in that package, and if other spirits saw it, especially those above the Three Realms, they would laugh at Yi Jun.

For it was all rudimentary, with a bow, and a few bowstrings, and two paintbrushes, and a flute, and a few feathered arrows.

These things are mortal soldiers, and they are of no use to the spirit warriors at all, especially those feathered arrows, wooden poles and rusty iron arrows, even as ordinary people's weapons are too rudimentary.

However, Yi Jun never had the idea of discarding these things, not only because Yi Jun missed the old and cherished these things that helped their family survive the difficult days in Changbai Mountain, but also because only these things made Yi Jun feel truly dependent.

Although the golden stick spirit weapon is powerful, but without the input of spiritual power, it cannot be revealed, and although the psychic skill is powerful, it still cannot be used without enough mental power and true yuan.

Only these things, whether you have the strength or not, they will always remain in their original state, for eternity.

Yi Jun unwrapped his package as he ran, quickly assembled the bow, quickly adjusted the bow, and then he quickly ran towards the young man holding the bouquet of orchids.

It's just that although the young man looks a little stupid and stupid, and his walking movements are a little mechanical stiff, in fact, his walking speed is not slow, at least much faster than Yi Jun, who is now running out of spiritual power.

He quickly saw those flying and circling in the sky, and saw those crows that were attacking Han Wu and He Jin, and the next moment, his orchid bouquet slammed down.

The petals are flying, fluttering and sprinkling, and the sky is like a rain of petals, which is very beautiful.

However, Yi Jun only felt the cold.

One flower and one world, talking about the strange ability that these petals have, one leaf and one Bodhi, talking about the powerful wisdom possessed by this spiritual weapon.

The crows flew fast, and they also felt the strange and terrifying power of the petals, and croaked and tried to escape, but those petals stuck up like appendages, like farts insects, and then, the petals suddenly became larger, wrapping those crows one by one.

"Poof-" There was only a slight sound, as if the blister had been pinched, and the two waters merged, and the petals became a little larger, and then they flew towards the flower stalk.

Han Wu and He Jin were able to get out of trouble, but they didn't greet the young man like everyone else and thanked him, but stopped all of them and looked at the young man with some vigilance.

And at this time, Yi Jun's arrow arrived.

"Huh!" Yi Jun's arrow was not aimed at the boy himself, but as if it was shot high, heading straight for more than three feet above the boy's head.

There was a silver ray of light that could only be seen by Yi Jun clenching the white shell in his hand, exactly the same as the light that was still tied to Sima Suyi's neck at this time, but had been broken, and Yi Jun wanted to shoot it off, and then deal with the bouquet of orchids that had lost its source of strength.

Yi Jun thought well, but the arrow is a mortal soldier after all, and the force imposed on it is also mortal power, and that young man is a spiritual warrior even if his strength is poor, and he has spiritual power no matter how low his realm is, not to mention that he still has a bouquet of orchids in his hand.

He turned abruptly, and the bouquet of orchids in his hand waved lightly towards the arrow.

There is no need for the petals to be separated from the body, but the bouquet of orchids emits a strong wind that blows the arrows into powder.

Even so, the bow in Yi Jun's hand did not stop, and the three arrows continued to shoot towards the young man.

If you just look at it from the perspective of ordinary people, the speed, strength and skill of Yi Jun's three arrows are all superior, and they can even be regarded as exquisite, although the three arrows are not shot at the same time, but halfway through the arrows, the first two fly side by side, and the third one is the last to come, surpassing the first two.

Such exquisite archery skills are rare in the Dashun army, and anyone who can shoot such three arrows can be regarded as archers, but now Yi Jun is facing a spiritual warrior, a spiritual warrior who is holding a very perverted spiritual weapon like a bouquet of orchids, although this is an illusion, but the rules of the illusion must be observed, and the rule is that this orchid bouquet is very powerful.

However, what Yi Jun wanted to do was not to shoot the almost impossible task of the spirit man, he just wanted to attract the attention of the young spirit man and lure him away from Han Wu and He Jin.

Yi Jun did it, the young man gently returned to the orchid bouquet again, swept Yi Jun's three arrows into powder, and the next moment, he walked towards Yi Jun.

I have to say that Yi Jun was very nervous at this time, because he was very tired at this time, not only because of the exhaustion of spiritual power, but also because of the wild running just now and shooting four arrows in a row.

At this time, he threw away the arrow, threw the bow, and grabbed the dark iron dagger again, and there was a white shell embedded in the handle of the dark iron dagger, and at this time, the white shell was releasing an extremely weak warm current into Yi Jun's palm, and then flowed into his dantian qi sea, and then turned into an extremely weak spiritual power into Yi Jun's eyes.

Through this extremely faint spiritual power, Yi Jun could clearly see where the silver rope above the young man's head was, but that was all.

He had no way to guarantee that he would be able to cut off the light cord above the young man's head with one blow, although he had cut off Sima Suyi's, but at that time, he still had spiritual power, and there were Green Sleeves, Wu Jilang, and Feng Cheng by his side, and their spiritual grass was still entangled with each other, and they also arranged the same qi and branch spiritual power array.

With that spiritual power array, everyone's spiritual power recovered extremely quickly, and at that time, all the petals of Sima Suyi's orchid were smashed into the spiritual grass net formed by Yi Jun and others, Sima Suyi neglected Yi Jun's sneak attack, so it was easy for Yi Jun to cut off the light lock, and the orchid bouquet lost its strength in an instant.

However, now, these factors are gone, and Yi Jun is alone.

Even Han Wu on the opposite side also has the spirituality of the Five Elements Bean, but they are not in the same direction, and Yi Jun doesn't want him to risk coming over, because the other party only needs to gently wave the Orchid Bouquet to kill Han Wu, just like the picture in the illusion they saw at the beginning, at that time, the dead young spirit was still the fourth realm high, and the current Han Wu is only the third realm beginner.

As for He Jin, Yi Jun didn't even think about it - he was so weak!

"Han Wu, He Jin, quickly step back, the farther away from me, the better. So, Yi Jun shouted.

Han Wu was slightly stunned, and then, he nodded at Yi Jun and stepped back obediently.

He didn't see that Yi Jun had exhausted his spiritual power, and he didn't know that Yi Jun was exhausted at this time, he also thought that Yi Jun was the Yi Jun in the past, Yi Jun who could lead them against the Silver Armor Man, and this young man who seemed to have some problems didn't look like a more powerful character than the Silver Armor Man.

Therefore, Han Wu pulled He Jin backwards, and soon withdrew a few hundred meters. (To be continued.) )