Among the arrows, the third arrow is the most ruthless and fastest.

But no matter how fast it is, it is still the third arrow, and it reaches the target after the second arrow.

With the sacrifice of the jade lion's life, the momentary delay of biting the second arrow, if Wanyan Wulu is still in a daze on horseback, then she is not worthy of being a strong woman among the Jurchens!

Moreover, there is another variable in this shooting, that is, the posture of the jade lion is not a normal fall, but it is already in pain and cannot stand, and it falls directly.

The fall of the jade lion, coupled with the fact that Yan Wulu made a dodge action on the iron plate bridge, the arrow did not hit her chest, but shot at her left shoulder.

But Rao is like this, and it is also the end of a person who turns on his back.

"Lulu!"

Bai Sheng's heart was extremely painful, at the moment when the person turned over on his back, he just had time to ride the horse forward, he didn't know why he was so heartbroken, he didn't know that the love he once had for Wanyan Wulu did not dissipate at all, but was only forced by him to the bottom of his heart.

Pang Wanchun on the roof here drew three more feather arrows, ready to shoot the rescuers. Unexpectedly, the first one to rush over was Bai Qin, who immediately sighed and put the three arrows back.

Bai Sheng used his body to block the direction of Pang Wanchun's arrow, leaned over and hugged Wan Yan Wulu, only to see that Wan Yan Wulu's face was pale and dying.

This is not right! He looked at the feather arrow stuck in Yan Wulu's left shoulder, could it be that the tip of this sword was fed with poison?

But then he saw the tail of a crossbow arrow inserted into the left side of Wan Yan Wulu's lower abdomen, and blood was bubbling from the end of the arrow. couldn't help but be frightened and angry, and raised his head and shouted: "Xiao Feng, what are you doing here, why are you shooting her?"

Before that, his eyes were always focused on three focal points, one was the arrow shot by Pang Wanchun, the other was the Jade Lion of the Night, and the other was Wanyan Wulu, and he didn't even notice when Wanyan Wulu was hit by this sleeve crossbow!

Xiao Feng's sleeve crossbow! Bai Sheng was very familiar with this, and he could recognize it at a glance.

Of course, he knew why Xiao Feng wanted to kill Yan Wulu, but he still couldn't help but ask out loud. What made him even more angry was that Xiao Feng actually took advantage of the danger when Wanyan Wulu was under such a great threat as a series of arrows.

"I'm going to kill her, and if you get angry, you can kill me and avenge her. Xiao Feng was already standing beside Bai Sheng, and there was no emotional component in his voice, some were just a kind of indifference.

"No...... You don't kill her. Wanyan Wulu tried hard to open his eyes and said weakly: "Bai Sheng...... I want to tell you...... I want to be your wife, will you marry me?"

Bai Sheng couldn't help but burst into tears, "I'm willing, I'm willing, I'm willing to ......"

Wanyan Wulu's apricot eyes suddenly glowed with a touch of brilliance, and he looked at Xiao Feng and said, "Did you hear that...... I am already his wife, and I die without regrets. ”

"No, you can't die! As long as my eldest brother An Daoquan is here, no one can die!" Bai Sheng walked to the courtyard where the prisoner car was hidden, of course he knew the location of this courtyard, because he had left here before he left the city.

"Husband, please...... Rescue ...... Jade Lion. After Yan Wulu finally said this, he fell into a coma.

At this moment, there was a darkness between heaven and earth, as if the entire universe was grieving for the completion of the face.

Just now, the morning sun was shining, and everything was shining, but at this moment, it was a yin wind roaring, and the sky was dark, even Xiao Feng, who was following Bai Sheng, was confused, was the sky angry? Doesn't God allow me to kill Yan Wulu?

Of course, this is not the sky venting emotions, but the means of Fan Rui, the demon king of the mixed world!

Fan Rui is doing it!

He dared to let his brothers and minions into the city, not because he thought he could easily win under the conditions of discord and discord, but because he could cast spells!

It doesn't matter how many soldiers his enemy has in the city, and how he lays an ambush? Just burn the talisman and recite the incantation, and the enemy will be turned into rice for everyone to harvest!

The only thing I didn't expect was that the enemy shot Yan Wulu too quickly, and when the three arrows were issued, the talisman had not yet been burned.

Therefore, the demon magic and Taoism are not omnipotent, in the duel between martial arts and spells, there are many factors that determine the outcome of the victory, and the first opportunity is one of them.

But a spell is a spell after all, and once it is successfully cast, it is enough to crush someone who does not understand magic.

Pang Wanchun was dumbfounded, and at the moment when "Bai Qin" walked towards the courtyard, he immediately wanted to shoot the handsome scholar who followed behind, because this scholar killed many of his subordinates with his sleeve crossbow in the courtyard. It's just that when he just opened his bow and arrows, he couldn't see the target!

The sky and the earth became darker and darker, and finally it became pitch black, and I couldn't see my fingers!

The wind was howling in the dark, and there were all kinds of ghosts crying wolf howls, and faintly, there were some tall black shadows fluttering, what is this?

Pang Wanchun didn't say a word, and shot out more than a dozen feather arrows according to those black shadows, but those black shadows seemed to have no body and no flesh, and the feather arrows pierced through their figures, useless.

"Ahh

What was it that reaped their lives? Was it these frightening ghosts? He didn't know.

It was Fan Rui's 1,000 Pu knife hands that harvested the lives of the Southern Army! These 1,000 Pu knife hands were all trained by Fan Rui himself, and when the sky turned dark, they took out a piece of yellow paper-mounted paper from their bosoms and pasted it on their foreheads, and then they could see things as usual.

Fan Rui's spells, like many mages in this era, seem to be able to call the wind and rain and scatter beans into soldiers, but in fact, they are all bluffing tricks, and the spells themselves are not enough to cause the death of the enemy, unless any enemy is too timid to be scared to death, otherwise his spell cannot be killed by anyone.

However, the Blinding Method has its own magic of Blinding, which can make the enemy unable to see his own men and horses while being frightened, while his own men and horses can calmly kill the enemy. As long as the enemy is not a strange person like Huang Shang, this kind of blind battle is a one-sided slaughter.

A thousand swordsmen searched the streets and even the city, and saw that one killed one and the other was enough time to kill a stick of incense, and if you estimate it on average, it would be forty enemies for one person.

1,000 kills 40,000!

Except for Pang Wanchun and his helmsman-level masters who could use the Wind Hearing Discriminator to escape the killing, the 40,000 Southern Army had been wiped out!

For Pang Wanchun, the most fatal thing is not that the whole army is annihilated, but that he cannot escape. It was dark all around, and after showing his way and dodging the enemy's steel knife, he couldn't tell where he could escape, and he would run into a wall if he couldn't take a few steps!

Although he held the three-stone bow in front of him so as not to flatten his nose, it was better not to flee in this way, because then he would not be able to run fast, on the contrary, the more he moved, the more he could expose his body to the enemies everywhere.

So he could only grope his way to a corner and squat, using this obscene way to avoid the enemy's search and killing. There were at least two directions to be wary of, and after killing a few enemies with the Wind Discernment, he gained temporary stability.

He could only huddle here and wait for the light to return to normal.