In the sky, there is a strange scene.

Darkness and light seem to be fighting, one moment the black waves are surging, the other is scorching sun, darkness and light, non-stop fighting.

The people of the city far away in the sky prostrate on the ground one by one, looking at the peak of the sacred mountain with a reverent face, praying for light to triumph over darkness.

The endless power of faith was like a trickle of water that gathered into a vast ocean from all directions, infused Zhao Yuan's limbs and bones, and entered the depths of his soul.

Zhao Yuan had never felt that he was so powerful, and his abundant power was endless.

At the same time, Zhao Yuan also felt the power of the Yan City Lord, which was the power of endless darkness, making him feel as if he had returned to the days of flying endlessly in the universe.

Sure enough, he is a great traitor!

The corrosive power of the dark power of the Yan City Lord made Zhao Yuan secretly shocked, the evil in this guy's heart, even the creation jade slip of the ancestor of Hongjun was changed by it, if he became the climate, it would definitely be a river of life, and blood flowed like a river.

Zhao Yuan had already made up his mind that he must kill the Lord of Yan City on the spot today, so as not to leave endless troubles.

"Lord Yan, although you have obtained the Creation Jade Jane, but you are vicious, for your own selfishness, you actually slaughtered blood relatives, the law does not allow it, the heavenly reason does not allow it, surrender quickly, Zhao someone will give you a whole corpse!"

Zhao Yuan let out a long roar, and said loudly, the sound pierced through the clouds and cracked stones, approaching the nine heavens away, and in an instant, Zhao Yuan's body was surrounded by auspicious rays, and the sky was full of light, awe-inspiring, and completely dark.

"Fart, ignorant child, dare to be presumptuous!"

The Lord of Yan City let out a strange laugh, and for a while, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the wind was gusting, as if ten thousand ghosts were howling miserably in that hell, which made a group of masters tremble, and the surrounding beasts fled hundreds of feet away.

"Death!"

Zhao Yuan, who was solemn in law, reached out in the air, and a longbow appeared out of thin air.

The longbow of the earth, the curved bow cast in alloy, the string of synthetic fibers.

In the cultivation realm, no one had ever refined the modern industrial products of the ancient earth into a magic weapon, but Zhao Yuan found inspiration from it.

Compared with the ancient hardwood and beef tendons, the strength index of modern metals and synthetic fibers has increased by many times, and after being tempered by Zhao Yuan's refining method, from the scope of the cultivation realm, the longbow in Zhao Yuan's hand is already a low-level cultivation magic weapon.

Because Zhao Yuan's cultivation is mainly physical, he is extremely picky about magic weapons, in fact, Zhao Yuan's captured magic weapons are already thousands, but Zhao Yuan has never thought of fighting with the help of magic weapons.

Zhao Yuan knew very well that once he became dependent on magic weapons, his physical cultivation would stagnate forever, and he would never be able to reach the peak of "Ten Thousand Enemies", and it was for this reason that Zhao Yuan was too lazy to refine those powerful magic weapons, and occasionally refined, just to explore some refining skills.

Of course, Zhao Yuan also needed magic weapons to fight, however, he chose to refine them himself.

Refining people's magic weapons and refining their own magic weapons are completely different things, other people's magic weapons, even if they are refined, will still leave other people's style, and cannot be fully integrated, just like the current Yan City Lord, although he has the Creation Jade Jane, because his character is completely contrary to the style of the magic weapon, it was originally a sacred magic weapon, but it was turned into an evil thing by it, and the power is naturally greatly reduced.

The magic weapon that you refine yourself is very different, and its power may not be as good as those ancient magical, but it is important that it can be used like an arm, and its power can also be fully exerted.

The art of arrows!

There is no doubt that Zhao Yuan's arrowing skills have reached their peak.

The huge amount of spiritual power locked the peak of the entire sacred mountain, inexplicably, people felt as if they were being stared at by some mysterious force, and their backs were cold, as if there was a hideous beast waiting for an opportunity in the void, and it could burst out and hurt people at any time......

……

The sound of the bowstring.

A black streamer seemed to travel through time and space, tearing through the void.

"Die!"

Seeing that the black arrow was shooting like a meteor, the Yan City Lord snorted coldly, and the pitch-black long sword in his hand was gently pulled, and a huge black sword flower devoured the sharp arrow, making a "snort" sound.

Vanish.

What stunned people was that the black arrow was actually twisted by the sword flower of the Yan City Lord, turning into black powder and dancing wildly in the air.

"Ha Luha, the carving insect skills also dare to be ugly!"

The Yan City Lord's blow worked, and his confidence suddenly increased greatly, Ha Lu laughed strangely, and the long sword in his hand was in the air, and he actually rushed towards Zhao Yuan in the air, with a momentum like a rainbow.

At this time, the city lord of Yan had lost his patience, he just wanted to rush to the temple in the depths of the universe as soon as possible, find the teleportation array, and enter the immortal realm, and this meteorite belt was going to be destroyed anyway, so naturally he didn't want to entangle with the long-haired young man in front of him, so as not to have a long night......

……

Seeing that the first sharp arrow was destroyed, a smile appeared on Zhao Yuan's face.

This arrow is just a temptation.

The fierce and murderous Yan City Lord was already ten zhang away, and such a short distance was instantaneous, but Zhao Yuan was not panicked, and still calmly bent his bow and arrows.

The second arrow is the real beginning.

The black-hearted Shenmu arrows with the breath of death slid silently out of Zhao Yuan's bowstring, one after another, like the Yangtze River, never stopping.

Time and space seem to stand still.

The people of Sky City watched the ghostly arrows form waves with a blank expression, which had subverted their imagination.

It is unbelievable that one person can shoot an arrow curtain that can only be formed by thousands of archers.

What a magical archery.

What a fierce archery.

Everyone didn't know what to do, this was the art of arrows that made countless heroes and daughters of the Great Qin Empire break the soul of the stabbing slave prairie, just this archery technique made the thorn slave clan extend the national fortune for hundreds of years, and its power can be seen.

Disheveled!

Disheveled!

Disheveled!

Disheveled!

……

A series of explosions rang out.

In the midst of the Yan City Lord's cruel smile, in the air, there were puffs of pitch-black sword flowers, which were full of dark aura, just like the open mouth of the giant beast of the desolation, constantly devouring the wave after wave of arrows.

All of them were dumbfounded.

The way of fighting between Zhao Yuan and the Yan City Lord had already peaked into the thinking range of the Sky City Hunters.

In the meteorite belt, the battles between the hunters are hand-to-hand, which is the most primitive way of fighting, and it is simply unheard of to have this kind of non-contact but extremely dangerous, life-and-death combat method at every turn.

"I want to see how many arrows you have!"

The Lord of Yan City had a hideous smile on his face, and his snow-white robe was hunting, like a demon god of hell.

"You'll know right away. ”

A smile appeared at the corner of Zhao Yuan's mouth, and he still bent the bow and shot the arrow in an orderly manner, the archery action that seemed unfast, but the sharp arrow that shot out was like a storm, and the speed was dizzying.

If the speed is shocking, then the torrent-like sharp arrows make people feel deeply terrifying......

……

"The art of arrows!"

Zhao Yuan drank lightly in his mouth, the longbow in his hand shook, and the power of Haoran's faith was injected into the bow and arrow, and dozens of sharp arrows shot out silently like ghosts.

Suddenly, in the sky, arrows shot in all directions.

The silent arrow feather actually drew an arc and shot dozens of zhang away, and then turned back and shot at the Yan City Lord from all directions.

"Ah......h

Seeing the overwhelming array of sharp arrows shooting around him, the City Lord of Yan exclaimed, and the long sword in his hand raised a cloud of pitch-black sword flowers, wrapping his body, and the water could not be drained.

Disheveled!

Disheveled!

Disheveled!

……

Countless sharp arrows swooped down on the black sword flower of the Yan City Lord like flying locusts, and they were immediately swallowed by the sword flower, making an earth-shattering loud noise, and the entire sacred mountain trembled.

"Ah......h

This time, the city lord of Yan began to be calm, those sharp arrows, containing a terrifying breath of death, exploded in close proximity, forming a whirlpool after a whirlpool, in a hurry, a sharp arrow stuck to the ground, like a ghost silently shot at his right foot, and when he reacted, his right foot had been hit by an arrow, and immediately, a dark aura enveloped his whole body.

Black-hearted Divine Wood Arrow!

The Lord of Yan didn't know what the Black Heart Divine Tree was, but he could feel the power of the darkness, the power of the darkness, eroding his soul and pulling him towards the bottomless depth.

Not good!

At this time, the Yan City Lord had lost the slightest intention to fight, he just wanted to leave here far away, find a place to heal, and then go to the teleportation array in the depths of the universe.

"Kill!"

In the dense array of arrow feathers, the Lord of Yan suddenly jumped up, and slashed down at Zhao Yuan with a sword, making a thunderclap-like sound, like thousands of sword qi galloping on the peak, killing thousands of aura, and the momentum was terrifying.

"See you again, everyone wait for death slowly, ha......haha

The sword of the Yan City Lord was actually bluffing, striking east and west, and before everyone could react, in the blink of an eye, he was already far away in the sea of clouds hundreds of zhang away, turning into a small black dot......