"This, this, this...... It's arrogant!"

There was an uproar in the audience, in the face of the set of swords, is it difficult to reproduce it on today's martial arts platform?

In the preliminary round, Hou Jinyan's sword cut the entire martial arts platform into a ravine, except for the area where Dao Tong was sitting firmly, which was not affected at all, but Xie Daoan's arrows were different after all.

Bai Huahua knew that this Dao Tong was also using Qimen Dun Jia, and his level of accessibility was much higher than his own, so he was immediately immersed in the scene of the competition, trying to learn some methods from Dao Tong's body.

The invisible barrier seemed to have opened, and none of the ten arrows hit, falling a meter outside Dao Tong's body, and not even touching the corner of his clothes.

This result surprised everyone a little - is it really a trick to eat it all over the place? If you can be invincible as long as you sit down, then isn't Taoism an incomprehensible existence?

Xie Daoan did not continue to draw the longbow, but looked at the Taoist priest who closed his eyes and crossed his knees thoughtfully.

Bai Huahua understands that the real truth is actually very simple, it depends on whether this Xie Daoan lacks observation like Hou Jinyan, or is it actually difficult to live up to his reputation, and he can quickly find a way to crack Qimen Dunjia?

"I see!"

Xie Daoan's eyes flashed brightly, and the Dao Tong sitting opposite also raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "It is worthy of being the prodigy of the Xie family, much smarter than that Hou Jinyan." ”

Bending the bow and arrows, the muscles of Xie Daoan's right hand bulged, which was the prelude to exerting force. Xie Daoan's arrow did not make a sound of breaking through the air, after his long arrow left the bowstring, it would only feel power in the air, and the surrounding air would automatically separate under the action of the wind spiritual power, just like Moses dividing the sea, revealing an arrow path without resistance.

Silently, more than a dozen arrows had already appeared above Dao Tong's head, Xie Daoan's hand was so fast that he couldn't see the afterimage clearly, and the arrows in the air were close to a hundred.

Arrow rain is not uncommon, and it is a common way to attack in ancient wars, but Xie Daoan is comparable to an army by himself, and the timing of nearly a hundred arrows falling is almost the same, everyone only hears a muffled sound, and the extremely sharp wind arrows drill out of the martial arts platform, and then disappear.

This time, everyone saw the clue - still not a single arrow was hit, but it was not as perfectly lined up as before at a distance of one meter outside the Taoist priest's body, these arrows were twisted and crooked, and some were even only a hair's distance from the corner of the monk's clothes.

Someone soon figured out this truth - the monk's Taoism is exquisite, and before the enemy's attack comes, he will quietly change the direction of the opponent's moves, and the strength does not change, but in the end he always avoids the monk's place.

The monk does not need to use his strength to stop these wind arrows, but he needs to calculate the trajectory of the stray arrows and complete the selection of the final landing point of the wind arrows. If you slash one after another like Hou Jinyan, you won't be able to break through the monk's Qimen Dunjia in 10,000 years, but Xie Dao'an is not like this, he can almost shoot nearly a hundred arrows in an instant.

When the monk needs to take care of too much at the same time, Qimen Dunjia, a calculator that relies on the human brain, fails, and this will happen.

Monk Nunu mouthed: "I was seen through by you so quickly, I still want to humiliate you!"

Xie Dao'an's eyes were full of battle intent when he looked at the monk, and the magic of Qimen Dunjia made him breathtaking, since the monk was not prepared to defend and not attack, it also meant that Xie Daoan had the opportunity to learn the Taoist attack and killing method.

A whisk of dust appeared out of thin air in the monk's hand, waving it gently, the white whisk suddenly stretched out, rolling towards Xie Daoan, and the whisk in the monk's hand was only as thick as an adult's wrist, and it was as tall as a wall in front of Xie Daoan.

Xie Daoan snorted coldly, and sharp daggers popped out from both ends of the longbow in his hand.

The people around Bai Huahua were stunned: "It turns out that Xie Daoan will still fight in close combat?"

Bai Huahua only felt that he was surprised: "As the saying goes, an archer who can't melee is not a good magician." ”

Neighbor: What kind of mess ???......

The material of the dust whisk is special, and the sharp knives on both sides of the longbow in Xie Daoan's hand are not simple, and the huge wall of the dust is cut open as soon as it turns, and the white silk thread is broken in response, and Xie Daoan is not swept away by the dust.

The moment the giant wall cracked, Xie Daoan and the Taoist priest who was close at hand looked at each other, and Xie Daoan was vigilant - it turned out that the high wall was not to trap himself and hang him, but to seal his vision. To a shooter comes, losing half of his ability to see.

The Taoist priest pressed forward step by step, and finally arrived in front of Xie Daoan. Although Xie Daoan is not far behind in melee combat, he still doesn't want to have a hand-to-hand combat with an unclear Taoist priest at this moment, for any archer, melee combat means falling into a disadvantage.

So Xie Dao'an's body moved, wanting to widen the distance between the two. Unexpectedly, the Taoist priest was like a dogskin plaster, sticking to Xie Dao'an's body, almost following him at a teleportation speed.

Xie Daoan decisively bent his bow and shot an arrow towards the next place where he landed.

The Taoist priest who had always been an iron-headed baby took a step back, and looked at the hurried arrow with a somewhat wonderful face. Xie Daoan had already started to use the physical arrows in the Space Ring. This was unthinkable in the previous game, and it was less than a stick of incense before the start of the game, and Xie Daoan had already been forced to take out the crystal bone arrow.

Modern snipers, ancient archers, have a great taboo - to be found hiding by the enemy. It can be that Xie Daoan's role on the battlefield is far more than these forces displayed on the stage today, and the flat martial arts platform itself is a weakening of Xie Daoan, and he is like a naked soldier on the battlefield in such an environment without any cover.

Bone arrows are not ordinary things, and the Taoist priest had already realized this when the arrow was not on the bowstring.

So he immediately made a judgment, and the brilliance flashed under his feet, and only the two grandmasters on the cloud platform and Bai Huahua, who was well versed in Qimen Dunjia, could realize what was happening.

If Xie Daoan was in a game, he would definitely have a big "danger" on his head at this time. In the next second, the figure of the Taoist priest appeared in his personal place, and Xie Daoan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he didn't have time to retreat.

The Taoist priest's robe was blowing without wind, and his left palm drew a circle soothingly, grabbing Xie Daoan's right wrist.

Catch the bird's tail. A long-standing blink of a word in Taoist Taijiquan

Bai Huahua shouted the name of this style in the depths of her heart, even the old man who played Tai Chi in the mortal world could play this style standardly, but it would definitely not be like this!

"Boom!"