Chapter 168, Riding and Shooting Mutation

The anger in Shi Yunyang's eyes was even stronger, and he dragged the man down the altar, came to the Witch King, and said loudly: "Now I'm going to kill him, do you have any opinions?"

The Witch King had already been frightened by Shi Yunyang's skills, how could he dare to say half a word at this time, and waved his hand again and again: "No opinion, no opinion, he is rude first, disturbing the sacrificial ceremony, he really deserves to be killed." ”

The man's face turned pale in an instant, and the horror on his face was as if he had truly seen death. Shi Yunyang's face was cold, and the killing intent on his face was like half of the executioner with a severed head. The man could see blood and a butcher's knife almost all on his face.

Han Lun watched from the sidelines, patted Luo Xiaocheng on the chest, and said, "Hey, Shi Yunyang is really angry this time, I really want to kill someone." ”

Luo Xiaocheng found a roast chicken out of nowhere, and said while gnawing on it: "This kind of scum kills dirty hands, but it's not impossible to eliminate harm for the people." If it were me, I'd let him kill himself. ”

Han Lun said: "It makes sense. Turning his head, he saw the roast chicken in Luo Xiaocheng's hand, and immediately snatched it over. said: "If you have chicken to eat, you can't call it Young Master Shangben, it's too much." ”

Luo Xiaocheng's eyes widened, he blinked, and said, "Which one? I took this chicken in the stockade, and I didn't rob it, you give it back to me." "I'm going to grab it.

Han Lun didn't follow, hid behind him, and said, "No, no, no, you are too selfish, Young Master Ben has to punish you." ”

Luo Xiaocheng said: "How to punish?"

Han Lun tore half of the chicken, handed it to him, and said, "I want this half." ”

Luo Xiaocheng took half of the chicken in a daze, and found that there was almost no meat on this half of the chicken. Luo Xiaocheng raised his eyebrows and said, "No, young master, you just leave me such a little, it's not enough to stuff your teeth." You've got to give me that drumstick. ”

Han Lun ignored him, stood to the side, and was about to bite his mouth, when he suddenly found Ah Qiao, who was unguarded, Han Lun's heart softened, so he tore off the chicken leg and handed it to Ah Qiao. Said: "Ah Qiao, eat something, it's ill-gotten wealth anyway, you're welcome." ”

Ah Qiao smiled sweetly and said, "Thank you, Brother Han!" and then took the chicken leg.

Luo Xiaocheng saw that the chicken leg was in Ah Qiao's hands like this, and shouted: "It's shameful, it's shameful, I actually used other people's food to fill my lover's stomach." Shame, shame. ”

This side is still entangled with a chicken, but Shi Yunyang's side is tense, and the man is already scared into a puddle of mud in his hands. At this time, he no longer had the arrogance he had just now, and begged for mercy: "Uncle, I was wrong, your subordinates have mercy, don't kill me, don't kill me!"

Shi Yunyang said: "It's late!" began to exert strength in his hand, the man's breathing was already very weak, and Shi Yunyang could pinch him to death at any time.

Suddenly, a wave of warmth wrapped around his arm. Shi Yunyang turned his head to see that it was Ran Tianluo, and she had already finished the sacrifice.

"Yunyang, forget it. ”

Shi Yunyang didn't speak, suppressed the anger on his face, and said, "You are lucky today." With that, he pushed it suddenly, and threw the man dozens of feet away. The man screamed in pain, but he could not get up again. Only then did Shi Yunyang pull Ran Tianluo and return to the place of the Bai Barbarian clan.

"Good!!"

This moment was really happy, and all the people of the White Barbarian Clan clapped their hands and applauded loudly, and the sound resounded throughout the valley. Even many of the barbarian soldiers found it very enjoyable.

The Witch King only realized at this time that this time the White Barbarian Clan was prepared, and the ability of these foreigners was not under any one of them here. The man just now was so murderous, he seemed to be both good and evil. And he was obedient to the woman. The Witch King suddenly felt that this year's sacrifice of ghosts and gods, I'm afraid it was really difficult to say that there were any surprises.

He sighed, but the resentment on his face was layer by layer, when Shi Yunyang asked him what to say, he didn't leave him half a face at all, but he was also the king of the clan, how could he not be angry when he was wronged by this.

When he was young, he saw a man come out from behind the Witch King, who was dressed in a gorgeous black silk robe, which was hidden from head to foot, and wore a large cloak on his head, and his face hidden deep in the cloak also wore a hideous ghost head mask. As soon as the man stood in the field, he attracted a large amount of faint aura, and it seemed that he must not be an idle person.

Shi Yunyang seemed to have a sense in his heart, and when he looked back, his eyes happened to meet the eyes of the person wearing the cloak, and Shi Yunyang suddenly saw a pair of red eyes. Shi Yunyang felt an ominous feeling in his heart.

How can human eyes be red.

Seeing that the man was coming, the witch king immediately got up and bowed respectfully, and the black-robed man also saluted. The Witch King said: "Lord Ghost King, Bai Man seems to be very well prepared this time, and that man is already brave enough to be unsuitable. But he was very obedient to the woman, and it was hard to guarantee that the woman's ability was not above him. Such a strong enemy, how can it be born. ”

The black-robed humane: "The king doesn't have to worry, his subordinates have their own arrangements, no matter how strong these people are, they can't escape the palm of this seat." ”

The Witch King said, "Is the ghost head sure?"

The black-robed man said: "Everything is under control, the king doesn't have to worry." ”

The Witch King finally breathed a sigh of relief, he looked at the white barbarians on the other side of the altar, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The black-robed man was wearing a mask, but he couldn't see his expression, and his eyes were also on Bai Man's side, and his gaze was fixed on Ran Tianluo's body.

"Tilt Luo, pay attention to it in a moment, there is a person over there, this person is full of evil spirits, very evil. There may be some kind of conspiracy. ”

Ran Qianluo followed Shi Yunyang's gaze, and sure enough, he saw a black-robed man who was turning to leave. Ran Tianluo said: "Look at that person's outfit, it should be a high priest." You don't have to be afraid, I won't get hurt, have you forgotten? I have the ability to heal myself now. ”

Shi Yunyang said: "You have to be careful, I always feel that something is wrong, but I can't tell what is wrong." ”

Ran Tianluo stroked his chest and said, "Don't worry, I'll be fine." ”

Shi Yunyang nodded. Suddenly, the priest on the altar shouted, "The first contest is archery." Both sides each ride a horse and shoot an arrow, and whoever can shoot more prey in the allotted time is the winner. ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw two horses drawn out of the valley, one white and one black, and the two horses stood in the starting position, and suddenly all the people retreated back seven or eight feet. A passage was set aside for the horse race, and hundreds of soldiers in the field came up to tie live hares to the bamboo poles, which all stood on the altar. In an instant, the three floors of the altar were already full of hares.

The men on both sides had already jumped on their horses, and two strong, shirtless men with baskets of arrows on their backs and longbows in their hands, were ready to attack. I saw the man in the ghost mask who shouted and lit a stick of incense. "Start!" The two horses burst out, leaving a long trail of dust behind them.

I saw that the strong man of the black barbarian tribe pulled his strong bow, and an arrow flew out, only to hear a whoosh, the long arrow flew over at great speed, and instantly disappeared into the rabbit's body. This arrow is extremely accurate, and there is no deviation in the slightest. Even on a galloping horse. The barbarians applauded when the arrow was fired.

The guy from the white barbarian clan was not far behind, and he saw that he raised his hand to see three arrows, and the three arrows fired together, unstoppable, and they were all hit, and the clansmen on the white barbarian's side also clapped their hands violently.

The black barbarian man withdrew his hand and shot another arrow, but this arrow was extremely powerful, and the arrow pierced through three rabbits that were close together.

Seeing this, the witch king laughed loudly, clapped his hands and said, "Okay! Three eagles with one arrow, good archery!" Everyone also cheered, this kind of archery is rare to see. These two people are indeed unborn in archery.

I saw that the young man of the white barbarian clan was really not to be left behind, and raised his hand and fired three arrows in unison, although each arrow did not penetrate three rabbits, but also penetrated two, so that the gap between the two sides quickly widened.

The black barbarians have accurate and ruthless arrows, and they can almost hit every hundred shots, but the white barbarians have multiple arrows on their side, although the speed and penetration are greatly reduced, but they shoot rabbits, or rabbits that do not move, so that the white barbarians will capture much more prey.

Seeing that the time for a stick of incense was about to pass, the prey of the Wuman clan was still so many dozen worse than that of the white barbarian clan. And the horses on the Wuman's side don't seem to be able to outrun the Baiman, and the gap is constantly widening for a while.

The black savage man on the horse was sweating profusely on his face, and suddenly the corners of his eyes were cold, and he raised his hand to shoot an arrow. The place where the arrow hit seemed to be running towards the rabbit, but the arrow continued to fly after passing through the body of a rabbit, and the horse of the white barbarian boy ran fast, and it happened to be at the bend, and the place where the horse ran out was exactly where the arrow cluster was shot, and the arrow disappeared into the belly of the horse under the white barbarian boy's seat in an instant.

The horse neighed, raised its front hooves, and fell with a bang, splashing a cloud of dim dust. The white man screamed, and when the horse fell, one of his feet was still in the stirrup, and before he could draw his foot, the horse fell violently, crushing one of his legs to the ground.

The white barbarians were startled, and the whole clan immediately stood up and shouted hateful. The expression was eager to devour the strong man of the black barbarian tribe alive. Helplessly, it was important to save people at this time, and everyone stepped forward to lift the horse away, only to see that the arrows that shot into the horse's body had penetrated the horse's body and submerged into the thigh of the white barbarian guy.

The crowd lifted him aside, seeing that he could no longer continue the game, the black and strong man in that field was like entering and leaving no man's land at this time, and the arrows were fired in succession, and several arrows were fired in unison, and in a short time he had already caught up with the number of poor ones.

Ran Qianluo rushed over at this time, and poured the spiritual power in his body into the young man's body to heal him. I saw the man with the ghost head mask walk up to the altar and said, "At the end of the first round, there are one hundred and seventy white barbarians and one hundred and seventy-three black barbarians." Thirty-one were shot by both sides. Therefore, there are two hundred and one white barbarians, and two hundred and four black barbarians. This round is a brutal victory!"