With his remarkable eyesight, Yan Kuo stared at the position of the late autumn with burning eyes. Feng Wanqiu couldn't see him, but she could feel his presence, because Yan Kuo's true qi fluctuations were too violent and domineering.

This is the strength of the first bow in the world? The aura is much stronger than his own, could it be that he has reached the upper layer of the Breaking Sky Realm?

Or even a god's stay?

If he really reached the Divine Retention Realm, it would be too terrifying, at least no general of any country in the entire Eastern Continent had such a terrifying cultivation, and generally only the top existence of a super large clan could reach that realm.

It is hard to find, and it is only one step away from becoming one of the few transcendents.

There is a little bit of wind and late autumn that is very clear, even if he does not reach the realm of divine stay, Yan Kuo is much stronger than his current self.

And Zhang Ziqi's expression was even more solemn, he took the initiative to find Feng Wanqiu to ask for help, originally to help Feng Wanqiu take down the general of the Northwest Army and the Great Prince, thinking that if this is the case, under the strong request of the Tianhai Sword Sect, maybe there will be a chance to exchange hostages with Tu Nanguo, and exchange Yu Wenxuan, who has been imprisoned, back, and at that time, whether the two countries continue to fight or not, it doesn't matter their own business.

I owe Yu Wenxuan a favor, and I must find a way to pay it back.

But the current situation is obviously not going in the direction expected by Zhang Ziqi.

Before Feng Wanqiu, he had only heard that Yan Kuo was the first bow in the world, but after all, it was just a false name of the people in the world. I thought that I had been promoted to the Sky Breaking Realm at such a young age, maybe I had surpassed him, but today's battle is clear about the difference in strength.

But if Yan Kuo can't be defeated now, there is only one way to retreat in today's battle.

Feng Wanqiu decided to give it a go and try the trick that he had not been sure of.

If it succeeds, there may be a turning point for today's events.

The last arrow, Feng Wanqiu did not immediately put it on the bowstring, but held it tightly in his hand, and then condensed the true qi of his whole body into the arrow.

Yan Kuo in the distance also felt for the first time that the breath of the late autumn was condensing and growing, but he didn't try to interrupt, but waited with interest.

He was eager to see how far this arrow could go.

Zhang Ziqi on the side just silently stared at Feng Wanqiu, who was gathering qi, and the stubborn and strong expression on Feng Wanqiu's face at this time was a bit like a person he had seen before.

A man who turned his sword into thunder and slashed himself in all directions.

In the middle of the night, the late autumn breath reached its peak, the true qi was condensed, and the last arrow was suddenly ignited, and the arrow was shining with a raging fire, which was burning more and more fiercely.

Wind Wanqiu finally moved, and he slowly put the flaming rocket on the bowstring, and the figure that had been suspended in the air fell backwards sharply, as if using all his strength, and pulled the bow and arrow towards the night sky above his head.

When the body was already crooked to the limit, and the bowstring had been pulled to the point of breaking, the wind paused briefly.

"Master, I will never let you down. ”

He thought so silently, and then suddenly let go of the hand that was pulling the bowstring.

"Whew", the flaming arrows flew straight towards the deep dark sky like fireworks that cut through the sky, and then disappeared into the clouds.

It was like a meteor falling into the deep sea, and suddenly became silent.

Feng Wanqiu also lowered her bow, closed her eyes, and waited without saying a word.

What's going on? Is there no follow-up? Zhang Ziqi was a little stunned, not knowing what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd in the late autumn of the wind.

But when Brick saw the expression of the late autumn, he immediately understood.

The arrows that disappeared into the night sky were just the beginning, and the true face of the late autumn move had not yet begun to appear.

Yan Kuo is waiting, and Zhang Ziqi is also waiting.

Sure enough, within a few breaths, a part of the cloud where the arrow had been drowned suddenly began to glow with fiery red light.

Then there was another part, followed by another cloud layer apart.

Gradually, the entire night sky seemed to be lit up by that spark, and for a while, the lofty mountains, the ruins of the high walls, the Luofeng City, the military camp of the Northwest Army, and even the entire vast land were as bright as day.

At this time, the soldiers who were fighting couldn't help but look up at the fiery red clouds, such a vision was too rare. Even Yan Kuo, who was accustomed to seeing strong winds and waves, couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly at this time.

At this moment, Feng Wanqiu suddenly opened her eyes, raised the bow in her hand to the sky, and snorted softly.

"Stars are like rain, falling!"

Almost at the next moment when the wind and autumn spoke, from the fire clouds, countless arrows like raindrops slanted down densely!

Every arrow is transformed by the true qi of the late autumn wind. Feng Wanqiu shot the arrows that condensed a large amount of his true qi into the clouds, and used the flaming true qi to attract all the nearby clouds, turning them all into his second bow.

All the arrows were directed towards Yan Kuo and his southeastern army.

Fan Ziyu below was also shocked when he saw this, the killing range of Feng Wanqiu's move was obviously far beyond imagination, even if Yan Kuo could safely block and dodge, but the Southeast Army below that was densely arrayed could not dodge at will.

Transformed into a rain of arrows by the true qi of the master of the Skyclave Realm, this lethality is not at all something that ordinary soldiers can resist, and it will definitely be a heavy death and injury when the time comes.

And Yan Kuo, who has always loved soldiers like children, will never tolerate his soldiers suffering such a blow in front of him.

In other words, Feng Wanqiu's move is so strict that he can't dodge, and he must rely on the strength of one person to block the rain of arrows in the sky.

No one should be allowed to slip into the ranks.

And no matter how many arrows Yan Kuo shot, compared to the meteor fire arrows in the sky, it was obviously far from enough.

Looking at this overwhelming rain of arrows, Yan Kuo, who had always been happy and angry, frowned deeply.

Is it to hide, or to take?

The rain of arrows was getting closer and closer, and it seemed that it was about to fall into the position, but Yan Kuo still looked a little hesitant and did not make any moves.

But despite this, Fan Ziyu did not move, and no one in the entire Southeast Army showed any panicked expression.

All of them just looked up at the sky neatly.

Looking at the fiery red arrow rain, looking at the flying general who was between the arrow rain and them.

General Fei never gave an order, and no one would move, even if there was a tsunami of mountains and a storm in front of him.

All the soldiers believed that even if the sky fell, their generals would stand in front of them.

That being the case, there is nothing to fear.

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