"Boom!"

There was a detonation that resounded through the mountains.

Between the mountains and fields, hundreds of beasts hibernate, and birds fly in fright, but they see two figures fighting viciously, and the fight is inseparable.

Dazzling, the mountains are all over the wilderness, all of them are moving and turning, changing the figure of fighting power, going to the sky and entering the earth, hitting the mountains and shaking the mountains, destroying the trees and trees, breaking the stones and stones, the majestic gas machine hedged and collided, the ground collapsed and the mountains cracked, and it actually stirred up several springs to rush upwards and turned into several zhang high and low water columns.

The strange cold and blazing heat swept all over the world, and the mountains and forests suddenly saw the mountains covered with ice and frost, and suddenly saw the fire burning the sky, and the strange scenes were repeated.

Seventy or eighty moves, the two of them fought in the air, and as the palm burst out of a brilliant light, the surging waves were like ripples, and the shadows of the various streamers flew back, looking at each other from afar.

The two males confronted each other.

Chu Xiangyu has a great climate at this time, and the two qi forces in his body are combined with water and fire, breaking the shackles of not shooting at each other, and the internal force is also rising, and the gas is pressing.

Yuan Thirteen Limit was cold-eyed, unmoved, but seemed to be smiling as if he was looking at a joke, his eyes drooped, looking at a layer of cold frost on the ten fingers of his hands, while gently rolling the ten fingers, while grinning and chuckling: "It seems that you have done your best, you might as well guess...... How much effort did I use? ”

While talking and laughing, his eyes slowly raised, his right hand shrank and stretched out from his sleeve, and a delicate and clumsy small crossbow was already in his hand.

"Since Zhuge Zheng and I defeated you with a hundred moves, then I will kill you before a hundred moves."

He held a crossbow in his right hand and drew an arrow in his left hand, and the arrow was in the quiver at his waist, and two small blue-black arrows had been twisted out.

Sad little arrows.

If the thirteen stunts and seventy-seven kinds of thaumaturgy are still mysterious means that can be understood and speculated, then the "sad little arrow" is a magic weapon, which can be comprehended by very reason, and it is beyond the world, and it is no longer in the category of martial arts.

Chu Xiangyu's eyes narrowed sharply, and his heart froze.

Even if he had gone to the next level, he would not be able to take this arrow lightly.

Whether it is life or death, which is stronger or weaker, one move is determined.

Yuan Thirteen didn't say much more, he just made a very simple action.

Lift the arrow.

Arrows.

Ready to fly.

There is no earth-shattering power, and there is no extraordinary scene.

The strings have been righted, and the arrows are gone.

But above the dark night dome, if there is a dazzling spark polishing, it will not be seen for a moment.

"It's good to come!"

Chu Xiangyu also saw this arrow, his mouth was calm and breathing, his palms were moving together, the palms of water and fire, yin and yang blended together, and his hands were supported together, and outside his body, he actually conjured up a dreamy bubble-like mysterious qi machine out of thin air, like water ripples, wrapping him in it, and his figure was twisting.

On it, the water and fire are flowing, faintly shining brilliance, but blending and turning, there has been a shocking and moving change, looking away, as if covered with a touch of gray, dead silence and dim, and there seems to be thunder and fire, as if it can absorb the moonlight.

At this moment, an extra arrow appeared above his head, and the arrow fell from the sky and shot straight at the Baihui acupoint.

"Ahh

Chu Xiangyu looked up to the sky and roared, his hands were weak, and the qi around his body was like a wind and clouds, flying sand and stones.

At the moment when the small arrow came to his body, he was suddenly blocked three feet away by the talisman qi, hanging in the air, and the two were deadlocked.

"Taken?"

Qi Shaoshang, who happened to come in a hurry, was shocked and lost his mind.

Such a shocking arrow was unexpectedly given to Chu Xiangyu next.

Yuan Thirteen raised his eyebrows, as if surprised, but he just glanced at it lightly, smiled slightly, and showed his madness.

But Chu Xiangyu was shocked, and there was no joy on his face, but he was solemn and gloomy, gradually revealing his shocked face, his dignified facial features were distorted, he gritted his teeth, and bit out blood.

Because Yuan Thirteen only drew two arrows, but he only saw one arrow.

What about the other arrow?

As soon as the thought came to mind, a bright blood flower had bloomed from the instep of his foot, and a small blue and black arrow flew out silently, piercing the soles of his feet and breaking the Yongquan acupoint.

On the ground, there was an imperceptible arrow hole.

Qi Shaoshang's hands and feet were cold.

This arrow was no better than the two arrows he had encountered with Chen Zhuo before, and the two arrows of Guy would not turn, let alone shoot into the earth, and would not travel underground.

The small arrow jumped into the air like a fish, trembled slightly, and the arrow path suddenly pointed to Chu Xiangyu's heart.

"I'm dying!"

Chu Xiangyu's face was like ashes.

However, at this moment, the elbow and armpit were transformed, and an iron arrow flew quickly, and the arrow shot directly, and it collided with the small arrow that jumped into the air.

With a "ding", the iron arrow broke in the air and fell powerlessly, and the small arrow was taken a few inches off.

Chu Xiangyu's eyes were cracked, his palms were closed, and he was fighting with an arrow on his shoulder, and he was already shrinking and flying back.

The small arrow on the top of his head also fell sharply, falling a few feet, and the arrow path suddenly turned, chasing towards Chu Xiangyu like a poisonous snake, dragging out a terrifying cyan phantom under the moonlight.

Qi Shaoshang saw the iron arrow in the sky at first glance, only when Chen Zhuo was not dead, and when he looked at it with surprise, he saw that it was a strange young man, wearing armor, holding an iron bow, and dressed as a soldier.

At the same time, he flew and jumped under his feet, and the sword light in his hand flew like water, flashing in front of the young man, and the sword body was horizontal, and it was already stopped in front of a wisp of green light that shot straight forward.

It's another small arrow.

The young man also reacted in an instant, opened his bow and arrow, and an iron arrow shot straight at the Yuan Thirteen Limit, but when the arrow came to him, it was casually removed.

And Chu Xiangyu's qi hole was broken, and his feet were stained with blood, but the small arrow in front of him seemed to be connected with the heart of the person who shot the arrow, like a living creature.

Such tactics are truly terrifying.

The long sword in Qi Shaoshang's hand was ordinary, the original "Qinglong Sword" was destroyed by Chen Zhuo, this sword was only obtained by him from the hands of his brothers, and now he has been fighting repeatedly, he has long been overwhelmed, and only collided with a small arrow, and immediately "bang" turned into a cloud of fragments, leaving the hilt of the sword in his hand.

But he was not afraid of defeat, but flashed in front of the young man, gritted his teeth, grabbed and probed with both hands, and the internal force was between his fingers, grabbed a button, and in an instant of life and death, he actually caught the small arrow.

The small arrow was in his hand, but there was an unpredictable force rushing towards him, sliding against Qi Shaoshang's ground, flying backwards, and still trembling, slowly squeezing in, bringing out two blood marks, and the arrow cluster had slowly penetrated into his chest.

Then Chu Xiangyu was also to the extreme, and he wanted to give his life when he dodged, and he had already rushed towards the thirteenth limit of the Yuan, but the small arrow turned up and down, came and went without a trace, and it was impossible to prevent it, it was simply difficult.

Xu is fire started, Chu Xiangyu raised the qi machine in his palm, and actually met the arrow with his palm, probed with his left hand, and grabbed it.

"Poof!"

The small arrow was not unexpected, piercing through the palm of his hand, but was clutched by Chu Xiangyu's five fingers.

Immediately after that, his entire left arm was cold, and the skin and flesh were instantly covered with a layer of frost, and under the roar, his body shook, and the whole left arm was only shattered in the air like an ice cube, and even the small arrow was broken on the spot.

"Death!"

Chu Xiangyu's eyes were bloodshot and red, as if he didn't feel the pain of a broken arm, he flew and swept away, went straight to more than ten zhang, and with one palm, a cloud of gray light burst out of his palm, and he took a picture according to the Yuan Thirteen limit.

"The courage of the broken arm, good...... It's a pity, it's still dying! ”

Yuan Thirteen finally praised it, raised his right hand together, and raised his palm to meet it.

As soon as the two of them went up and down, Chu Xiangyu fell into the air, Yuan Thirteen stood still, the two palms hedged, and the noise scattered in all directions, and the two people who were rolling up hunted in clothes and flew wildly.

However, it turned out to be ......

"Ahem......"

Chu Xiangyu's mouth was surging with blood, and the broken left arm was also a bloody arrow, which was extremely tragic.

Defeated!

The good life of defeat is complete.

And that Qi Shaoshang is also in danger.

But at this moment, it was just a moment and a half when the outcome was decided.

Yuan Thirteen was not shocked, and Shen Yin's cold face suddenly changed, and his face was shocked, as if he was in danger.

Under the bright moon, a divine arrow tore through the night sky.

A wisp of arrow, at this critical juncture, rushed out like a ghost among the ravines, silently, shooting directly at the thirteenth limit of the yuan.

Yuan Thirteen didn't see it, but he was already shocked by the crisis, and subconsciously withdrew his palm and retreated.

But the arrow path of the arrow shadow also took a sharp turn, nailing his right hand, which had withdrawn halfway, into the air and passing through the palm.

Chu Xiangyu's eyes suddenly saw a fierce light, and his single palm in the air took the opportunity to sink, and it had landed firmly on Yuan Thirteen's chest, his eyes were facing each other, he coughed up blood in his mouth, and laughed hoarsely.

Yuan Thirteen staggered back, the corners of his mouth were red, ignoring Chu Xiangyu who was flying back, but looked in disbelief at the direction where the arrow was coming from.

But in the dark shadows of the mountains and forests, a figure walked out, tall and thin like a ghost, with a green robe facing the wind, and two deep pupils embedded in the sunken eye sockets, glowing with light, as if two faint ghost fires were ignited.

The pupils of Yuan Thirteen's eyes shrank, and he laughed strangely: "There are really such strange things in the world." ”

At this time, a wisp of arrow shadow suddenly crossed under the night dome, and it was actually a divine arrow that returned by itself, turning back.

(End of chapter)