Chapter 181: Arrow of Inheritance

Yang Fanhai, who woke up, was a little confused, feeling as if he had done something, but he felt that the only thing he could feel was that he seemed to have done something extremely cool, it seemed to be ...... It seems that Feng Wuyang was beaten.

Feng Wuyang...... Yang Fanhai was stunned for a moment, and many memories were immediately reorganized in his mind, vaguely remembering that the drunk man taught him to shoot arrows, and then he saw Feng Wuyang inexplicably, and then he was inexplicably angry, and then he was inexplicably inexplicable.

"Senior, what happened to me just now?"

Glancing at the drunk man beside him, Yang Fanhai hurriedly asked, he naturally knew that everything that happened just now must be related to him.

The drunk grinned: "It's nothing, it's just that some unpopular methods are used to guide and teach you to shoot arrows with intention." The results are better than expected, and you are learning faster than I expected. It's not ...... Even the wild dragon was shot and wounded by you. ”

"Wild Dragon ......" Yang Fanhai looked ahead, only to find that the battle was over, and the wild dragon was tied up by the Dragon Prince for the water tribe to hold, unable to move.

He actually shot and injured the wild dragon of the Great Luo Jin Immortal Realm...... Yang Fanhai's heart suddenly jumped with inexplicable excitement. This time, he didn't use evil qi, didn't use a black spear, and simple archery, which means that he has one more ability to save his life in the future.

"But who is Feng Wuyang, who actually hates it to this extent?"

The drunk man asked curiously, his secret method was just to guide, and he didn't know what Yang Fanhai saw, but he still heard him shout the name of 'Feng Wuyang'.

"A villain who sells for glory and is despicable and shameless to the limit. Yang Fanhai shook his head and didn't want to mention it. However, it is undeniable that after venting, the hatred and entanglement in my heart seem to be much more comfortable.

"What's the matter with your evil spirit?" the drunk asked again, "Why didn't I know you still had this thing on you?" ”

Yang Fanhai shook his head again: "I can't say clearly, it should be caused by the exercises." ”

The drunk took a sip of wine and reminded: "Although this power is powerful, it is by no means the right way, you had better pay attention!"

Yang Fanhai nodded in understanding.

At this time, the dragon prince had already taken down the wild dragon, stepped on the water waves, and when he arrived at the bow of the boat, he glanced at Yang Fanhai, and then at the drunkard, thought for a moment, and then bowed to Yang Fanhai: "Thank you for your help, I don't know my brother's name." ”

He felt that the drunk man beside Yang Fanhai had an unfathomable feeling, but he couldn't be sure, what he could be sure of was that it was Yang Fanhai who shot and injured the wild dragon, so he still saluted him.

Yang Fanhai accepted the big bow and hurriedly returned the salute: "There is Yang Fanhai of the bear country below, and I have seen the Dragon Prince." This wild dragon disturbs the order of the four seas, and everyone is punished for it, but I just do my best. ”

"It's a gesture, but it helps me a lot. Thank you for that......"

Prince Long took out a piece of the talisman as he spoke, and handed it to Yang Fanhai: "This is my personal talisman, if necessary, when you come to the East China Sea, put this talisman into the seawater, and there will be a patrol sailor to lead you to the Dragon Palace." ”

"This ......"

Yang Fanhai was a little embarrassed, this so-called help, he himself was confused. I don't remember what I did, but I still know that the wild dragon was shot by myself when the drunk reminded me. Now that I want to take this order, I always feel a little uncomfortable.

The others looked at the talisman with envy, this kind of private talisman was not stone or jade, but was made of dragon scales. It means that it is not just a stepping stone, which means that Prince Long personally owes Yang Fanhai a favor.

Not to mention that Prince Long's own strength is already quite extraordinary in the cultivation world, it is only said that his identity also represents the Dragon Clan of the East China Sea. It is definitely a good deal to make the East China Sea Dragon Clan owe a favor.

"Daoist friends don't need to be polite!" The Dragon Prince stuffed the dragon scale talisman into Yang Fanhai's hand, and then bowed: "The matter in the East China Sea is not settled, I have to go back to the Dragon Palace first to restore my life, so I will leave first, and I will see you in the future." ”

Yang Fanhai was no longer hypocritical, took the dragon scale warrant, and returned the salute again: "See you in the future!"

The Dragon Prince looked at the people on the boat again and said, "The matter of hunting in the East China Sea is the acquiescence of my father, and you can do as you please." However, the East China Sea has not been peaceful recently, so you don't want to stay for a long time, so you can do it yourself!"

After saying this, he parted the water waves and led the water tribe to disappear into the sea.

A fight subsided, the dragons left, and peace returned. At this moment, the ships in this sea area have all retreated, leaving only the ship where Yang Fanhai is located.

A boatload of people all looked at the golden immortal who was sitting in the town, as if waiting for his order. The golden immortal also seemed to be entangled, and after thinking for a while, he looked at the drunk man and asked, "Senior, what do you think we should do?"

A person who is in danger in this kind of field, and a character who only takes such a moment to teach a person who shot and injured a Wild Dragon Xuan Immortal Monk, can think of an unusual character with his toes. It's not so much that he is in charge, but that this person is in charge.

The drunk grinned: "What else, aren't you here to hunt?" hurry up, no one has robbed it, it's just right." ”

"Exactly, exactly!" Jin Xian hurriedly nodded, and then ordered loudly: "The hunt continues." ”

"Good!"

This order immediately drew a warm response, and accepting Kui Yimen's employment to go to sea was all for profit. Now that there is such a divine archer as Yang Fanhai and a drunk man as the commander, even the East China Sea Dragon Clan has spoken, and he has no scruples.

In addition, there are no other competitors around, and if you continue to hunt at this time, the harvest will definitely be abundant, and the reward you will definitely get better at that time.

The ship moved on, and the monks on board were ready. Jin Xian said to the drunk again: "Senior, please sit inside!"

The strength of the cultivation world is respected, and the drunkard is unfathomable, so he naturally has to be respectful.

The drunken man handed him the wine gourd in his hand, and said with a smile: "You can help me fill up the wine! It's better for me to stay here, you are free, we will leave after this trip, and we don't need special treatment." ”

The strange man's personality was somewhat weird, and Jin Xian didn't care, nodded and said no more. At this moment, he also saw that the strange man in front of him was purely in the name of hunting to teach this junior named Yang Fanhai.

After Jin Xian walked away, the drunk man patted Yang Fanhai on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "You were lucky this time, there were some things, I didn't plan to teach you, but after looking at your performance today, I feel sorry for those things if I don't teach you." ”

"What is it?" Yang Fanhai hurriedly asked.

The status of the drunk man in his heart has risen rapidly, surpassing everyone else, second only to Master Feng. A person who can train himself to become a marksman in such a short period of time must be extraordinary if he has any special skills.

"Have you heard of the legend of Hou Yi Shooting Day?" asked the drunkard.

Yang Fanhai nodded: "I've heard it! What's wrong?"

It's not that someone else said it, but Master Feng said it when he told him about mythology and history. 10,000 years ago, there was a warrior named Hou Yi who shot down nine sons of the Emperor of Heaven who made trouble. Although Hou Yi disappeared after that, the legend of Hou Yi shooting the sun has been passed down since then.

At this time, Jin Xian sent a wine gourd, and after the drunk man took a sip of wine, he took a long breath, and then said slowly: "Hou Yi was one of the best people in that era, and even in this era, but unfortunately he died young. His archery is unique, but no one has inherited it, and I saw that you should have a chance to learn it, so I decided to teach it to you. ”

"Hou Yi's archery, teach me?" Yang Fanhai looked stunned, he never thought that what the drunk man said would be this.

Suddenly, he reacted again, and asked in surprise, "Didn't you say that there is no one to inherit? ”

The drunk smiled slightly: "Sometimes the person who knows a person best is not his friend, but his opponent." Don't ask so much, the Qiankun Bow of the Holy Mountain is the weapon used by Hou Yi back then, if you learn Hou Yi's archery technique, it will be more beneficial to your affairs. Give me the bow!"

Yang Fanhai didn't dare to ask any more, so he hurriedly summoned the big bow and handed it into the hands of the drunk.

After taking a long sip of wine, the drunken man took the gourd and held the big bow in his hand. At this moment, Yang Fanhai suddenly felt that the vitality of the heaven and earth around him was quiet, and the drunkard's whole breath changed.

This is no longer a sloppy drunk, but has become an invincible god of war, standing up to the sky and the earth, fearless.

"Yang Fanhai, see clearly!" the drunk man said slowly, his expression became indescribably serious, and he didn't see the slightest humorous expression on weekdays.

"This trick is called the Nine Sons Serial Arrow. ”

As soon as the words fell, he opened his bow and condensed the arrow, released the two fingers that pinched the string, and the arrow flew out like a streamer. To Yang Fanhai's surprise, he obviously saw that the drunk man had only condensed an arrow of true qi, but after letting go, he shot out nine arrows. Just like the name of this move, the Nine Sons Chain, the nine arrows of True Qi are connected into a line.

Nine sons in a row, shot into the sea, and in an instant, a sea area was detonated in front of it, the water column soared into the sky, and a demon beast died.

"This is the arrow method of catching the moon with the stars!"

The bow was stretched again, and the bowstring was loosened. One arrow flew out, like a half-moon slash, and at the same moment, the second arrow flew out, like a comet chasing the moon in front of it.

Breaking through the waves and splitting into the sea, another piece of demon beast soul is scattered.

"This is a three-way arrow!"

Three arrows flew out, streamers flew, and the situation was stable.

"This is the Nine-Star Aligned Arrow Method!"

"This is the Tianyao Arrow Technique!"

“......”

The drunkard said his name while demonstrating, holding a big bow in his hand, and the arrows did not stop, and in the endless streamer, more than a dozen archery techniques were demonstrated in a short time.

Each one is extremely mysterious and powerful, even if the drunk reins in his true qi, he can feel the feeling of shattering the void and crushing the galaxy.

When the drunkard finally stopped, the sea was already full of monster corpses.