The ancient stone tablet was in front of Zhao Peng.

The fourteen-year-old body was relatively thin, and the ancient stone tablet several feet long and one foot wide was enough to block all the feather arrows that shot at Zhao Peng's body.

This kind of feather arrow, from the hands of ordinary soldiers, although they also have the strength of dozens or even hundreds of catties, for Zhao Peng, who is a six-fold warrior, it has little impact.

Zhao Peng fended off the feather arrows while galloping along the street.

Ding Ding Ding!

Those feather arrows that did not hit the ancient stone tablet flew past Zhao Peng, penetrated the wooden temple door of the shop in the middle of the street, and shot into the shop.

There was a faint sound of screams of pain coming from many shops.

"The shop is full of innocent people, they are so ruthless, they don't care if others live or die!"

Zhao Peng's eyes were cold, and he used the white silk that was originally tied to the ancient stone tablet to tie the little boy behind him, and then continuously displayed the heaven-level martial arts arrows, and quickly ran out of the range of the feather arrows, grabbed the ancient stone tablet and leaped out of the rain curtain, and killed into the military array of Hanging Bell City.

Countless swords and weapons slashed towards Zhao Peng.

"Hold me tight yourself, don't let go!"

Zhao Peng admonished the little boy, and immediately gritted his teeth fiercely, clutching the ancient stone tablet in his hand tightly, and his body spun like a big windmill.

WhewW......

The sound of a gust of wind appeared on Zhao Peng.

At this moment, Zhao Peng, who was holding the ancient stone tablet and kept spinning, seemed to have become a tornado storm.

Where the ancient stone tablet passed, the soldiers of Hanging Bell City were injured when they rubbed it, crippled when they touched it, and died when they hit it!

Even the rumbling rain around was blown away by the swirling air currents on Zhao Peng's body, blending into the torrential rain several meters away.

Boom, boom, boom......

Along the way, I don't know how many Hanging Bell City sergeants were injured, knocked flying, and even smashed flat on the spot by Zhao Peng.

"Death to those who stand in my way!"

Zhao Peng roared violently, his body spun non-stop, and at the same time he used the heaven-level martial art Arrow from the string, and his body jumped up and rushed towards the city wall.

Many sergeants couldn't resist it, so they could only rely on the archers in the distance to concentrate their firepower and shoot Zhao Peng.

It's a pity that in this dark night, if you want to shoot Zhao Peng with a bow and arrow, how easy is it?

Even if there are many sergeants holding wind lanterns in their hands, they can barely release some light and illuminate the surroundings slightly, but the heavy rain this night is majestic, blocking the view, how can they aim at Zhao Peng, who is located in the depths of the rain curtain?

In fact, the easiest time for them to shoot Zhao Peng was when Zhao Peng just came out of the wall.

At that time, Zhao Peng had never landed in the air, and he had nowhere to borrow. In addition, an arrow burst from Yuran Peak, and the brilliant light released from the arrow pointed out the direction for many bows and arrows......

Now, they barely shot a few arrows into the rain, but everywhere the arrows went, there was the sound of the arrows being cried by the soldiers of Hanging Bell City.

Zhao Peng has entered the army formation, and the chaotic battle has begun, what is the role of the archers?

Fighting on a night like this rainstorm is the easiest way to get lost.

Zhao Peng didn't know how many Hanging Bell City soldiers he had killed in tonight's battle, let alone how long it would take to break through from this long street.

The smell of blood in the rain is getting stronger and stronger.

As more and more soldiers were lost in the battle to Zhao Peng's hands, the surrounding enemies gradually had the intention of cowardly fighting and retreated into the depths of the rain curtain.

At this moment, Zhao Peng had a chance to breathe.

The body that was spinning endlessly suddenly stopped.

Zhao Peng's legs were slightly numb, leaning on a corner, holding the ancient stone tablet in front of him, gasping for breath, and even the arms holding the stone tablet were already a little weak.

Suddenly, a loud shout rang out on the street corner ahead.

"Who the hell are you!Why did you come to my Hanging Bell City to cause trouble, why did you raid the Heavenly Machine Palace?"

The rain was heavy, and although the man was a few meters away, he could only hear his voice and could not see the man's figure clearly.

Zhao Peng didn't answer, but frowned, and thought in his heart: "I have killed all the people in the palace, there should be no news of walking." How can these Hanging Bell City sergeants get the news?"

Seeing that Zhao Peng didn't speak, the man said with a bit of sarcasm in his tone: "Do you think that if you sneak into the Heavenly Machine Hall late at night, you can be unaware? In my Hanging Bell City, every household has a police rope, which leads directly to the City Lord's Mansion, and a bell is hung at the end. Just pull the cord and we'll hear the sound of the bell......"

Zhao Peng stood in the middle of the street holding the ancient stone stele, still silent, and the sweat on his body gushed out and blended into the rain.

Seeing that Zhao Peng was silent, the man said again: "When you rushed to kill in the street, your body was like a tornado and a raging wind, and my Hanging Bell City Sergeant was unstoppable, and he was extremely fierce! I have never seen such a method, this should be an extremely extraordinary martial arts technique. Since you can perform martial arts that I have never even seen, you must have an extraordinary background. You are either a disciple of a family or a disciple of a martial arts sect......"

It wasn't until this moment that Zhao Peng regained his strength, and deliberately asked in a hoarse voice, "So what?"

"Since you have an extraordinary background, you should know that this Heavenly Machine Hall is the industry of the Heavenly Machine Business Alliance! The Heavenly Machine Business Alliance is extremely powerful, and it can be said that it is a rich and rival country! Why are you so unwise to be the enemy of the Heavenly Machine Business Alliance?"

The man seemed to be a little jealous of Zhao Peng's identity, and said, "Even if you are a child of the four great families of the Qingyun Emperor Capital, you will not be able to escape the responsibility!"

"Can't escape responsibility?"

Zhao Peng smiled coldly and said, "Do you know which family I come from, and who you recognize my surname?"

The night was pitch black, and I couldn't see my fingers

Even if these Hanging Bell City soldiers wore wind lanterns to avoid water, and there would be thunder and lightning in the air from time to time, the rain was extremely heavy and the rain curtain was heavy, blocking people's vision.

In addition, the bun on Zhao Peng's head has been scattered, and the messy hair covers half of his face, how can these people see Zhao Peng's appearance clearly?

The man was silent for a moment before he said slowly, "My name is Yuran Shifeng, and I am the commander of the army of Hanging Bell City. I don't know where your Excellency comes from?"

Zhao Peng didn't answer, and while the fight hadn't started at the moment, he tore off a strip of cloth on his clothes, and wrapped his hands tightly around the cracked tiger's mouth.

Yu Ran Gaofeng saw that Zhao Peng didn't answer, and then asked, "I don't know what the name of that sweeping martial art is?"

Zhao Peng made up a name and replied casually: "Sword Storm Blade!"

"Okay!

Yu Ran Fengfeng was actually amazed again and again, and said: "When this martial art is displayed, it is like a tornado hurricane, and no one can stop ......."

Zhao Peng took a deep breath, his mind turned sharply, and one thought after another flooded into his mind.

"There is only one word difference between Yuran Shifeng and Yuran Fengfeng. These two should be brothers. ”

"Yu Ran Feng is the number one master under the throne of Zhong Mountain, the city lord of Hanging Bell City, but this Yu Ran Stone Peak is not well-known, and I have never even heard of it. From this point of view, the strength of this Yuran Shifeng must be far inferior to Yuran Peak. He can achieve the position of leader, mostly relying on the relationship of Yu Ran Peak. ”

"As the commander, he did not take the lead in a fight to the death, but stood in the distance and chatted with me. This kind of behavior is also peculiar...... Are you stalling for time?"

"I'll give him a try!"

Zhao Peng grabbed the ancient stone tablet, took a few steps forward, and roared, "Yuran Shifeng, do you dare to fight me?"

"Your Excellency fought in the long street, now I must be a little tired, how can I take advantage of the danger of others?"

Yu Ran Shifeng's voice came again, but the position where he spoke was already a few meters back from before.

"It's really stalling for time!"

"If he is sure of victory, how can he stall for time?"

"It seems that it is really as I expected, after Suitian takes the fire, the strength of this Hanging Bell City is empty, I am afraid that except for the peak of Yuran, there are few masters left in the city!"

As soon as he thought of this, Zhao Peng grabbed the ancient stone tablet and jumped towards the place where Yuran Shifeng was located.

The arrow of the heaven-level martial art is so swift when it takes a step!

When Yu Ran Shifeng reacted, the stone tablet had already appeared two feet in front of him.

He rolled on the spot, dodged the bombardment of the stone monument, hid in the heavy rain, and shouted again and again: "Block him for me!

The Yuran Stone Peak is too far away from the Yuran Peak!

It's just an embroidered pillow, it's not worth it!

The surrounding sergeants surrounded and killed again.

Zhao Peng's old trick was repeated, his body rotated, and he showed his original "Sword Storm Storm".

In an instant, all the surrounding sergeants were knocked away.

At this point in the battle, most of the sergeants under the command of Yuran Shifeng had been killed or wounded, and only a few sergeants were still standing in the rain curtain in the distance, but they were intimidated by Zhao Peng's unstoppable momentum and did not dare to approach.

Zhao Peng leapt into the air in one step, holding the ancient stone tablet high, and killed Yuran Shifeng, who was shouting.

Yu Ran Shifeng's sleeve flicked, and a blue sleeve arrow flew out of his sleeve.

The night was pitch black, the rain rumbled, and before Zhao Peng could react, he had been nailed to the arm of his left hand by a sleeve arrow, and suddenly a pinprick pain was transmitted to his heart.

The whole arm is also numb and weak.

"It's a poisoned arrow!"

Zhao Peng's expression was cold, he abandoned the ancient stone tablet, cast a cold ice palm with his right hand, slapped it on his left arm, froze the entire arm with the cold air of Xuan Bing, and then pulled out a dagger from his boots and killed at Yuran Shifeng.

Now that the ancient stone tablet weighing thousands of catties has been abandoned, Zhao Peng's speed has skyrocketed several times.

His body was like a ghost, and he went straight to Yuran Shifeng's side.

The dagger swung violently.

Hiss!

A wound half a foot long appeared on the back of Yuran Shifeng.

Zhao Peng was about to take advantage of the situation to kill Yuran Shifeng, but there were several feather arrows in the rain, tearing a few gaps in the heavy rain curtain and bursting out.

The feather arrows are shining with gold on both sides, like the wings of two golden eagles!

Golden Eagle Arrow!

Arrows!

Zhao Peng recognized these two martial arts, and also followed the momentum of the feather arrow, and saw clearly the person who shot the arrow from the gap in the rain curtain.

Feather Peak!

In this battle, only this feather peak can use two martial arts on the same arrow!

Several arrows struck, and Zhao Peng had to retreat.

If he pursued and killed Yuran Shifeng again, he would definitely be killed by an arrow.

Syllable!

Zhao Peng stepped on the rain and retreated towards the place where the ancient stone tablet was, but several arrows in front of him suddenly turned around, as if they had raised their eyes, and chased after him.

Tracking Arrows!

This is the secret method of martial arts!

Only those who have broken through the eightfold martial arts and opened the mysteries can cultivate the secret method of martial arts.

Zhao Peng, who faced such a secret martial arts technique, only had the strength of a martial artist's sixfold.

There is a huge disparity in strength, and the difference is huge!

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