The light of day is shining, and the battle of the new day is coming as promised.

Finally, Rebens's cobra face appeared on the opposite side of the long bridge. He looked satisfied, and the human warrior had performed at a top level in the previous day's battle, which made him even more excited about the battle ahead.

"My mood is as sunny as the weather today," the loudspeaker sounded, and Rebens didn't seem to be able to finish the draft this time, because his language organization didn't seem very logical, but the bages around him still listened with reverence on their faces, "You guys did a good job, and I have a lot of respect." You must not know what that means, but I assure you that you will soon see that my respect needs to be expressed with a bow and arrow. ”

Rebens tossed the loudspeaker aside, making a clanging noise, presumably the thing had been destroyed. Presumably, in Rebens's opinion, there is no longer any need to keep that tool for shouting, because from this moment on, he will replace useless nonsense with a down-to-earth battle. Sure enough, he drew his bow and arrows, and with all his strength, without reservation, he looked over from a distance, and Qi Lang could see that pink mist was gathering at the other end of the long bridge.

The surrounding Badge retreated, they were clearly aware of the deadly toxin contained in the pink mist, which was indiscriminate between friend and foe, and any creature that was trapped in it would end up poisoned to death.

Rebens's archery Qi Lang has seen it, the gray-black arrows are strong and sharp, the flight speed is even several times the speed of sound, and the flight distance is also as long as two or three thousand meters, the power is huge, and the lethality is amazing.

Mr. Zhu Lai once took an arrow from him. Centered on the chest. If it weren't for the heart being born on the other side. He almost lost his life. Quill had also been attacked by that kind of arrow, an arrow flying from a distance of two thousand meters, looking at Quill's solemn expression at the moment, you can guess that the aftermath of that arrow is still there, in the part of his crotch. Qi Lang himself had been tested by flying arrows, and he remembered it vividly. Rebens' three-arrow raid at the time cost him a great deal, regardless of whether his father had only one body left at the time. But his complete death was entirely due to Rebens.

But that night's fight proved that Bage's Grim Reaper was not invincible, and that his arrows were not unstoppable. Qi Lang himself had blocked an arrow at close range, and the situation at that time was indeed extremely dangerous, but he could swing his sword to shoot that arrow without defense, and Qi Lang was sure that he would never be as busy as he was last time. At the same time, Parry, who had been on the alert, also flanked an arrow from the side, which shook the mace in his hand away, but no matter what, he succeeded. When Rebens drew his bow again. Qi Lang noticed that Parry was no longer trembling, and was replaced by full confidence.

How could Qi Lang himself be afraid?

He was ready to fight Rebens to the death. This contest between the strongest of the two races was already fateful, and Qi Lang would not evade, would not retreat, and would not allow the poisonous snake's head to run rampant.

The sword of victory was inserted in front of him, his spiritual power exploded, the true qi in his body was running at full speed, and Qi Lang also pulled out his bow and arrow!

It was a Holy Blood Weapon, although it was only transformed from rags, it was not inherently noble, and it was still quite far from a level 10 quality peerless divine weapon, but its record was unparalleled in the world! With this bow, Qi Lang shot the eyes of the mutant Lion and Tiger Beast, shot the villains of the Otto Empire, and even shot the Tissot who was about to defect to the other world. Now, it's going to play to its fullest and go head-to-head against the toughest creatures in the world!

Mei Ji turned her head to look at Qi Lang with confidence, her eyes were full of pride as the introductory instructor of this Eastern warrior in archery. She should indeed be proud of this, because it was her kindness that enabled a frustrated warrior to embark on the path of the strong, and it was her multifaceted protection that the immature boy finally became the formidable King of Zonghao.

"Kill him, Qi Lang, and let that ugly monster see how the real bow and arrow should be used!" called out Maggie, "let him know that the noble weapon of the bow and arrow can only exert its greatest power when it is held in the hands of the righteous!"

Gulf also clenched his fists vigorously in Qi Lang's hands. He has always regarded himself as the number one archer in the human world, not because he boasted about himself and deliberately put his strength above his good brother, but because he had long identified Qi Lang as the god of bows and arrows. He was convinced that no human in this world could reach the level of Qi Lang in archery attainment, and he was already close to a god in terms of strength.

"Give that grandson a nice look, buddy!" said Gurff, cheering him up, "Our 'Phantom Arrow', let him see the magnificent flight path!"

Mi Rong and Joanna had rushed up at some point, standing beside Qi Lang on the left and right, they knew that the battle had reached a critical moment, and they no longer refused to obey the order to stay behind, even if it was only more than ten meters apart, it seemed to them that it was an unbearable distance.

"You can do it, we have always believed that you are the most powerful warrior in the world!" they shouted together.

The other five groups of warriors standing at the head of the bridge all held their breath, as if that way they would transfer their strength into Qi Lang's body, and gather sharp arrows along the line of his solid arms. The soldiers of the Hope Legion stood with the giants of the Love tribe and shouted along with the giant's slogan: "Boom, Boom......" The majestic slogan seemed to have infinite contagion, and it actually brought the thousands of troops and horses in the rear to harmonize, "Boom, Boom!"

The sound of slogans instantly resounded throughout the camp, and even the wounded in the rear climbed up from the stretchers and shouted in unison: "Boom, boom!"

The warriors didn't know what that shout meant, but from that simple tone, they felt confidence and strength, and they needed to pass that confidence and strength to the heart of the warrior standing at the head of the Tianlong Bridge.

"Whoa, whoa!"

At the top of the spire in Shanggang Village, Marcus and Cheng Xin, the two civilian personnel in charge of recording the battle, threw aside the pen and paper in their hands and stood by the wall, each holding a monocular in one hand to look at the front of the battle, and the other hand on each other's shoulders - the fat on Cheng Xin's shoulders was about to be pinched purple.

"Do you see that light?" Marcus's tone was surprisingly calm, "right there, on the tip of my brother Qi Lang's arrow, colorful light. You know what that means? It means unity -- we all race united, united around a great warrior. And what unity means, you know? That means we're going to be invincible!"

"Yes, the power of unity is boundless. Cheng Xin smiled flatteringly, "Your observation is really amazing, and your summary is always highly generalized, which is really admirable." ”

Marcus smirked, "Look, we've won, Marcus Henry's words are prophecy!"

Tia didn't understand the conversation between the two, she was still waving the bright red flag with all her might, and her mouth was rhythmically shouting, "Boom, boom!"

Finally, the forces on both sides of the long bridge gathered to the top - and they launched!

"Whew!"

The two arrows were issued almost at the same time, the same flight trajectory, the same flight speed, the difference is that Rebens's arrow flashed with black light, while Qi Lang's arrow had colorful colors - the position of the core of the arrow cluster was a red and fresh flame, followed by a colorful halo!

"Whew!"

Two powerful auras spread across the bridge deck, causing the sturdy railing to hum. The two arrows seemed to have lost their original shapes, and only two pillars of light with the thickness of each other could be seen rushing straight towards each other!

The water of the Tenzin River under the bridge seemed to be unable to withstand the strong momentum, and the surging waves began to surge to both sides, as if they wanted to panic and let a road pass, and the two waves of air would meet as soon as possible.

They're about to meet!

In less than a blink of an eye, the two flying arrows had already flown a distance of 500 meters, and they met head-on at the center of the bridge!

"Boom!"

The loud noise shook the sky, and the light snake jumped wildly!

No one had ever seen such a powerful aura collide head-on, and perhaps that explosive power had once appeared in myths and legends, as if Thor had wheeled a hammer in his rage to shatter the chaos that had plagued all things with a thunderbolt. But now, it has appeared in the human world, and in the confrontation between the two top masters of humanity and Baji, it has appeared furiously with the momentum of thunder.

In the midst of the earth-shattering explosion, a huge crater with a radius of ten meters appeared on the Tianlong Bridge, and the thigh-thick poles on both sides turned into streams of molten iron flowing down the bridge deck in the smoke and dust. It was the powerful energy that erupted from the two giant volleys that cancelled out.

But the two forces were not completely evenly matched, because Rebens' arrow had fallen to the ground, but Qi Lang's rocket still kept flying!

"Whew!"

The arrow, which was stuck in the ground in front of Rebens, did not have the slightest effect on the enemy, and even the fire was eliminated, but the cheers rang out from the north bank of the long bridge - the soldiers could see that the victory of this arrow-to-arrow contest belonged to the brave warrior of mankind!

"Come on, Rebens!" Qi Lang shouted, the loud voice was enough to be clearly transmitted to the enemy battlefield thousands of miles away without the help of the amplification of the iron horn, "If you haven't been scared yet, let go of your steps and come and meet me!" (To be continued......)