The four armorers behind Wang Xuanwei had grown to more than a zhang tall at this moment, and the longbow in his hand was even more daunting.

And the speed of this arrow surpassed any of the previous ones, and the wind on it brought a terrible scream, as if countless ghosts were crying on it, and in the blink of an eye, it had already reached Xiang Chu's chest.

Even a master like Xiang Chu would find it difficult to avoid such a swift arrow.

But the reality is that Xiang Chu didn't even avoid it, he just pressed his knees slightly, lowered his body, and just slammed into it directly!

If you talk about courage, I am afraid that there are few people in this world who can compare with Xiang Chu.

It's not so much that he's a martial idiot, but that he's a madman.

But it is precisely the madman who dares to move forward under such a terrible arrow, and will not retreat!

Because of the downward pressure, the arrow that should have fallen on his chest ended up on his shoulder, or rather, on the halberd he rested on his shoulder.

In the sonorous sound, there was a bright spark, and the long-handled halberd made of stainless steel was tightly pressed against Xiang Chu's shoulder, pressing a deep mark on his torn clothes.

"Ho!" Xiang Chu took a deep breath, took another step under his feet, and relied on his strong physique to forcibly smash the arrow in a different direction and fly upward!

On the other side of the wide river, Qin Ke and Abu had already been stunned, not only because of Xiang Chu's terrifying physique, but also because Wang Xuanwei, as a spiritual cultivator, relied on various means to force a great master of qi and blood like Xiang Chu to get close without personal protection!

These two people seem to be people who cannot be judged by common sense, and when they unload all their burdens and go to fight, even the heavens and the earth can't help but change color.

The blue sky, which had been filled with white clouds, was now miserably scattered everywhere - it was scattered by the mycustonians.

On the other side, the ground was full of potholes and weeds, and there were even countless traces of cracks—those carved by Xiang Chu with his bare feet.

"Did you see how he just took Wang Xuanwei's arrow?" Qin Ke rubbed his hands and asked inexplicably nervously.

"You can't see it, how can I see it......" Abu said helplessly, "You don't have that...... Can it be useful at this time?"

It's good that he didn't mention it, when it came to the art of wind vision, Qin Ke couldn't help but roll his eyes: "We are so far away, and there is a noisy river in the middle, besides, this wind has already been messed up by the two of them, and it is impossible for me to hear anything clearly even if I stand next to them now." ”

Then there was another "boom" sound on the other side, and the two exclaimed in surprise, and saw a figure "bang" on the ground several times, until it rolled out ten feet away before it could stop.

This somewhat miserable figure is naturally Xiang Chu. It's just that his seemingly embarrassed rolling was not forced by Wang Xuanwei's "sharp arrow", but only deliberately to unload the oncoming impact.

In fact, masters of the level of the Great Grandmaster rarely have the opportunity to learn from each other, and it is not easy for them to meet each other when they are scarce, and not everyone is as eager to fight as Xiang Chu, and spiritual cultivators like Wang Xuanwei are more likely to avoid head-on confrontation.

After all, Xiang Chu still sensed through his keen combat instincts that Wang Xuanwei's mental loss was serious at this time, and instead of forcibly approaching him to directly injure him, it was better to maneuver around first and force him to lose more mental power.

The clothes on his body had already become tattered in the battle, and after a loud laugh, Xiang Chu simply tore off his shirt, revealing his bronzed upper body, and the steel muscles were like undulating mountains, full of almost explosive power.

He let out a long roar, like a wild man who has been hunting in the forest all year round, and what came out of his eyes was a primordial joy of indulgence.

"Happy!"

Although attrition was the best strategy right now, he didn't want to wait any longer...... It won't be long before the victory or defeat between the Mo cavalry and the Tang army will be settled, and he also wants to know where his limit lies.

Wang Xuanwei was still expressionless, the fingers hidden in the wide sleeves of his coat were slightly retracted, and three arrows shot out in a row, heading straight for Xiang Chu.

"Dingding......

The three consecutive impacts drove the air flow to diverge around, and the halberd in Xiang Chu's hand swung continuously, and he directly smashed three arrows, and at the same time, he didn't stop moving, suddenly his knees sank, his body leaned back, and then threw the halberd violently!

The halberd turned into a swift streamer and went straight in the direction of Wang Xuanwei, and a moment later, a violent and noisy metal friction sound sounded on Wang Xuanwei's side, and the armorer who was about to shoot the fourth arrow was directly broken by Xiang Chu's halberd, and collapsed into countless incomplete Xuanweizi!

And between Xiang Chu's strides and meteors, he once again reached Xiang Chu's three zhang square, and the halberd after landing was fiercely inserted into the earth, stirring up rolling dust, and the cracked gravel was like a small and sharp knife, shooting towards Wang Xuanwei, but it seemed to hit a transparent wall within a radius of six feet from him, with a little unwillingness, and fell suddenly.

Condensing into an invisible barrier with spiritual power, this kind of trick is not new to spiritual cultivators, and because of this, although Wang Xuanwei's robe is constantly swaying with the wind, it always looks clean and smooth, and it is not stained with much dust.

Then, with an almost unreasonable intuition, Xiang Chu dodged three arrows from different directions, and after a round in the air, he raised his solid, broad, angular fist......

The reason why Wang Xuanwei was able to see this fist so clearly was because his spiritual world was overwhelming, as if countless pairs of eyes were forcing Xiang Chu to look, if he changed to someone else, I am afraid that he could only see a fleeting shadow, and the speed of this fist was enough to shock any cultivator.

Fast, but that doesn't mean there is no power.

It is precisely because Xiang Chu has that kind of strength that he can swing such a fast punch to the peak, the blade is only a part of his body, what really determines his strength is his qi and blood, his body, and his will that is almost born for battle.

When the fist landed on the barrier in front of Wang Xuanwei, a violent explosion suddenly sounded.

It was not easy to break through Wang Xuanwei's condensed barrier, naturally, although Xiang Chu's fist directly shattered the first layer of barrier, it immediately cracked some small openings, flowing out of the red with a few traces of golden blood.

Another punch!

A second loud bang suddenly erupted between the two, and in the dust, Wang Xuanwei's figure flew backwards, with a painful look in his eyes, and at the same time, the blood spit out was the same as the blood spilling out of Xiang Chu's body, red and gold.

The loud bang was repeated four times, and with each repetition, Wang Xuanwei flew backwards a longer distance.

The weakness of the spiritual cultivators in the face of the qi and blood cultivators had been exposed, and the dark golden arrows controlled by Wang Xuanwei could no longer stop Xiang Chu from approaching again and again.

Even Qin Ke and Abu in the distance couldn't help but close their eyes, always feeling that the next time Xiang Chu exerted force, Wang Xuanwei's protective barrier would be completely shattered, and he himself would be pierced by that terrifying fist at the same time.

It looks extremely miserable.

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