Almost every cultivator has such things as a marching backpack, cloth bag, and so on.

Except for those cultivators who only use flying swords and delicate weapons, they only hide them in their sleeves, and the rest of the cultivators generally hide some of their weapons in their bags, and some rough cultivators will directly wrap their weapons in long strips with cloth and carry them on their backs.

It's simple, practical, and you can avoid being seen through by the other party at a glance about your division and combat habits.

It's just that no one could have imagined that Wei Guanxing would draw such a bow from the marching cloth bag he carried with him.

The bow was really large, with one end on the ground and the other end presumably reaching the jaw.

When this bow appeared in Lin Yi's sight, the first thought that appeared in Lin Yi's mind was, the backpack is not big, how can it hold such a bow?

So this shouldn't be an ordinary bow.

It can at least be folded, or it is usually in another form, and after Wei Guanxing takes it at this time, it will suddenly become a bow.

Lin Yi's focus was a little strange.

Because at this time, when everyone saw this longbow, the first thought that came to their minds was that this person actually used a bow?

Hiss!

At the moment when such emotions just appeared in the hearts of all the others, an arrow had already broken through all the breath that stood in front of them, and appeared in front of the red-clothed Daoist.

The red-clothed Daoist's brows furrowed deeply.

For the first time, his eyes violently ignited with shock.

In the world of cultivators, it seems to be a consensus that arrows are inferior to swords, and after the arrows are shot, the trajectory naturally cannot be as agile as the sword path of a flying sword, nor can it be varied.

Moreover, with the continuous infusion of the cultivator's true element, the flying sword can continue to accelerate and increase its strength, but the arrow will only become slower and slower and more exhausted with the resistance of the air.

It's just that at this time, the red-clothed Taoist is soberly aware that there is one point that has always been ignored by the vast majority of cultivators.

In a certain straight-line distance, the burst of the True Yuan combined with the power of the bowstring itself will make the arrow faster than the flying sword in this cramped distance!

This arrow was faster than any of the fastest flying swords he had ever seen!

There is no choice.

He forcibly withdrew his sword.

The true yuan gushing out of his body turned this little red sword of his into a dazzling glow, which was worthy of being in front of this arrow.

The arrow exploded.

The arrow is not wooden, but it is brittle.

With a bang, countless metal fragments flew around the red-clothed Taoist, and some sharp fragments bounced onto his body, although they still couldn't pierce his skin, but they made his body full of pain.

He smelled a strong smell of lead and mercury in his nose.

This arrow has a lot of lead added to the body, which is why it is so brittle.

It's just that the lead is heavy, so the arrow itself is also heavy.

For such a heavy arrow to have such speed, the white longbow was also unusual.

It's just that he didn't have time to carefully perceive the longbow, and his eyes were obscured by the lead dust and rain and fog in front of him, and he could only vaguely see a white phantom.

His body was subjected to the impact of a powerful force, and although the true yuan in his body was controlled, it was like a torrent hitting the riverbank, shaking endlessly.

What's more, that devastating aura has come one after another!

Shhh

Count and make one.

Several equally fast arrows had already arrived in front of the red-clothed Daoist.

Bang bang!

The figure of the red-clothed Taoist fell backwards in the air.

Several lead arrows were slashed by him, but the thick lead dust affected his breathing and made him notice something more palpitating.

These lead dust is mixed with heavy mercury and other substances, and it can be insulated from perception!

His senses felt like he was stuck in a swamp, trapped by the dry fog formed by the lead dust!

Without any hesitation, he retreated with all his might!

His figure was as fast as lightning, and there was no sign of him!

These arrows can be faster than flying swords in a hundred paces, but the farther the distance is reached, the arrows will become slower and weaker and lose strength due to various resistances. And by putting a distance, he will be able to gain more reaction time.

However, at this moment, a little coolness appeared behind him.

The figure of the red-clothed Taoist shuttled back at a rapid speed, and when he sensed that little coolness, it was too late.

The silver flying sword, the moment he sensed the impact of these lead dust, had already quietly reached the retreat behind him, like a dead and immobile poisonous snake, waiting for his arrival.

He himself will not be able to contain his momentum, and he will crash into this flying sword, and in front of him, there will be arrows.

That little chill quickly expanded, like a frozen lake, instantly drowning him.

"How is that possible!"

His mind was full of unbelievable emotions at this time, how could a person be a powerful swordsman and a powerful archer?

In the world of practitioners, it is rare to hear of anyone who can have both identities.

It's not just a difference in skill, but a pursuit of agility and change, a pursuit of precision that requires calm concentration, and the character of the vast majority of swordsmen is completely different from that of the best archers.

However, although he couldn't see the opponent's longbow clearly, the opponent's posture of lifting the bow and shooting at that moment, the kind of flowing continuous shooting, made him feel an abnormal sense of fluency and beauty.

This man is in the bow and arrow, and he does not know how many years of hard work he has done.

There was a soft thud on the bow.

It sounded a bit harsh, and it made many people's hearts shrink, but no new arrows appeared.

Even the longbow was put away by Wei Guanxing at an astonishing speed.

The coolness that fell on the back of the red-clothed Taoist just floated out against the waist and abdomen of the red-clothed Taoist and flew towards Wei Guanxing.

Wei Guanxing took a deep breath.

He bowed to the red-clothed Taoist.

He could have killed the red-clothed man, but although legend has it that he was a good killer who drowned more than 3,000 horse thieves at a single thought, he was not easy to kill.

From the beginning, this red-clothed Taoist was just to be a person to worship and do things for others.

The red-clothed Taoist landed on his feet.

Before he landed, he had time to adjust the true element circulation in his body.

So not even the slightest muddy water splashed.

The rain and mud that had fallen on him during the battle were also shaken out of him by a gentle force.

"I'm defeated, Shen Kun, you take it away. ”

The red-clothed Taoist put away his sword, bowed his head quietly, and said it very simply, without the slightest nonsense.

"Thank you!"

Wei Guanxing thanked him seriously and said, "Actually, I still have a slight advantage in this kind of battle, and it is not necessarily absolutely fair. ”

Lin Yi turned his head and looked at Wei Guanxing with the eyes of a monster.

Wei Guanxing's strength was so strong that he was still a little numb in his heart at this time, but the other party had already said that he would release him, why did he still say such nonsense, and there was an advantage there?

The red-clothed Taoist also had a look of surprise in his eyes, and said, "Why do you say this?"

"Because I saw from the beginning that you are a practitioner of Tianxin, I know your identity, I know some of the methods of Tianxin, but you don't know who I am. Wei Guanxing said.

"There is some truth to it, but it is not a secret that it is my problem, not yours. ”

The red-clothed Taoist shook his head without concealing it, and then looked at Wei Guanxing and said, "If you win today and don't kill, no matter who you are, I won't fight you again in the future." ”

"That's pretty much it. ”

Lin Yi judged in his heart, and when he looked at this red-clothed Taoist, he also felt more and more pleasing to the eye.

The sentence of this red-clothed Taoist is obviously the meaning of great grace without thanks.

Shen Kun was rarely silent at this time.

He had a lot of complaints about this red-clothed Taoist before, but now he also felt that the red-clothed Taoist was good, and in the battle just now, he also vaguely guessed who was saving him.

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