Chapter 505. Marksman, Marksman, Marksman!
Bite!!!
The crisp golden bells cut through the wind and rain.
Under one arrow, everything is silent.
The slaves of the Xue family who lived for the rest of their lives after the catastrophe gasped for breath, and there were even more crying with joy, looking at the black-clothed people who were holding knives and waiting to move, crying and shouting for their mothers together, leaning on the Xue family's convoy at this moment, the only backbone Xue Pan was beside him, making Xue Pan's face pale.
The more people there are, the more noisy they become.
Although the wind and rain were not heavy, it also covered some of the movement.
Xue Pan could only hear the golden bell that the wind and rain could not stop, but he couldn't hear clearly, in the ears of those black-clothed people, the sound of horses' hooves was unusually clear, for this hero who saved himself in danger, Xue Pan was very grateful, seeing that these house slaves who had no vision to see were so noisy, he immediately became furious: "Shut up Lao Tzu!" ”
Xue Pan's words are still a little useful.
Walk through the line of life and death.
There was a little more violence between the scoldings.
All of a sudden, the group of crying house slaves was suppressed.
Push aside the house slaves huddled beside him.
Following the silver flickering arrow, looking back at the end of its launch route, Xue Pan suddenly saw a tall black shadow, slowly walking out of the woods.
"He's out!"
In the crowd of black.
I don't know who shouted like this.
Immediately, a noisy shout of killing sounded.
"Kill him!"
"Kill him!"
"Kill this archer first!"
Several men in black soared into the air.
Xue Pan also reacted at this time.
Picking up the knife, he commanded: "A group of fools, why are they still cold, stop them, don't let them disturb the hero's archery!" ”
The degree of strategic deterrence of an archer depends on the archer's proficiency in hiding skills, jungle warfare is the strength of the archer, an archer hiding in the mountains and forests, unless it is an archer of the same level, otherwise, how many people still enter, how many people will die, and a quasi-first-class archer with the mountains and forests as the background board can arbitrarily name any master of the rivers and lakes under the innate realm, even if it is first-class, it is impossible to escape a cold arrow that will be launched at any time.
But what if this would-be first-class archer came out?
That's the fish on the chopping board, okay!
It is true that the archer not only draws the bow and shoots the arrow, but the arm strength of the other person is also one of the best, but compared to the cold arrow that is activated at some point, even if it costs a first-class master to kill it, it is worth it!
Xue Pan is not stupid, but his reaction is a little slow.
When I saw a man in black moving, I immediately understood.
However, looking at those black-clothed men who were as fast as arrows, and looking at these soft egg house slaves on his side who were cowering and didn't dare to rush up, Xue Pan was angry that the three corpse gods jumped violently, Wuling was angry, scolded, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Hero, go quickly, these mongrels are rushing at you!" ”
Hybrids?
The masked Xiang Wentian didn't care.
Xue Pan was already a dead man in his eyes.
Who would have to deal with a dead man who is full of swearing.
It's important to kill this archer first.
Otherwise, he is just a first-class master, and the internal force cannot be condensed into the innate qi that only a congenital master has, unless he doesn't do it, otherwise, the internal force attached to the arrow by a quasi-first-class archer will definitely be able to hit him hard in an instant, and even kill him!
It's just that......
The archer's attitude was uneasy for him......
Why would an archer give up terrain that is advantageous to him?
No!
Wrong!
Xiang Wentian seemed to realize something.
With a sharp brake, I'm ready to run.
But at the moment of sudden braking, the heart jerked and stopped, and the breath did not come up, the internal force rioted, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from the sky, and his face was like gold paper.
"Pretty smart!"
So commented on the teenager.
The golden-blue longbow is held high.
The front end, with aqua blue as the main tone, is like a sapphire, and the upper and lower bows are also carved like two flowing clouds.
The rear end, which is the handheld part.
The main tone is white and gold.
Gold is the secondary, and white is the main one.
Gold is brilliant gold, and white is beautiful jade.
It's a sword that doesn't know the source, that is, it can make anyone understand at the first glance that this longbow is an artistic-level divine weapon.
A translucent light blue string of light, behind this golden-blue longbow, slowly condensed, and with the young man's gentle bow movement, condensed a cold blue and white glass arrow.
didn't care about Xiang Wentian, who lost his mobility.
I didn't care about the second-rate masters who rushed towards him, but on the way, due to the effectiveness of the evil blood tribulation, they exploded and died.
"Look~"
"This arrow will look good!"
Lin Chaoci smiled slightly, let go of his hand, looked at the blue and white glass two-color arrow that flew out, and sighed sincerely: "I hope you can remember its name, the poem of frost bloom, the name composed by the poem of the wind god and the frost arrow!" ”
No one took this arrow seriously, because common sense told them - as long as they didn't stand at the same angle, an arrow would kill at most one person!
Therefore, when this arrow exploded, forming a huge eye of wind in mid-air, the frost suddenly fell, and was contaminated with cold light by the scattered wind blades, with unstoppable suction, all the people and things within a radius of three hundred meters except Xue Pan and Xiang Wentian were sucked in, and at this moment, between the heavens and the earth, there was only a blood-colored ice storm!
The ice-blue wind blade is dyed red unconsciously!
Twenty seconds passed.
The eye of the storm lost its suction.
The last wind blade turned into a cloud of scattered wind and exploded.
The dripping minced meat was like a light rain.
It was sprinkled on the ground as hard as frozen soil.
Everyone who poured it was cold.
Even Xue Pan is no exception.
"Girl ......"
Xue Pan swallowed and spit, his voice was quite clear, but he couldn't stabilize his trembling voice: "I said...... Belch...... I may have met the gods, do you think...... Well...... Is this possible? ”
Xue Baochai was ready to break himself.
But I heard my brother make such a joke.
I don't care about the defense of men and women.
Carbon comes out, I want to see what is going on.
But I happened to see the minced meat that exploded all over the ground at the end.
His heart pounded, his stomach twitched, and his face turned pale.
I couldn't stop retching.
Hurriedly shrank back into the carriage.
By the way, I took my mother's hand.
I didn't let my mother see such a heart-wrenching nausea scene.
However, Xue Baochai's retching also woke up Xue Pan and the house slaves of the Xue family, just in an instant, more than a dozen house slaves vomited out, Xue Pan still wanted to endure it, but as soon as the wind blew, the sour smell emitted by other people's vomit suddenly hooked his stomach, his legs trembled, and he suddenly vomited, and more and more people vomited.
Xiang Wentian didn't throw up.
stared blankly at the minced meat in the distance.
His lips trembled as if he had eaten a soldering iron.
After a long time, he squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth, looking at the young Lin Chaoci, his eyes were like seeing a ghost, and his tone was full of fear: "What are you?" ”
"Naturally, it's human!"
Lin Chaoci replied as he should.
The extremely confident answer made Xiang Wentian look back at the pile of minced meat not far away, and his eyelids couldn't stop beating.
No...... Do you think you're human?
But what did you do, is this personnel?
It's windy again, and it's icy!
You are especially the Great Grandmaster, who said it earlier!
Besides, whose great master still plays with bows and arrows?
You pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, and you don't talk about martial arts too much!
I may not be human, but you're definitely a goo!
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(End of chapter)