Seeing that arrow coming, Zhaoming only had time to raise his hand, and his palm had already been shot directly.

There was a loud and unstable sound, and a large number of sparks appeared in the palm of his hand, and the power of that arrow was terrifying, and it frantically impacted the body of Zhaoming's Immortal King Divine Soldier.

Rao Yizhaoming's body also felt a sharp pain coming from the palm of his hand, and after a while, he could see the flesh and blood flying. can injure his immortal king divine soldier with a feather arrow, and he doesn't need to see the person who made the shot, he also knows who is coming.

Hou Yi, he is the only one in the witch clan who can shoot such an arrow, even the great witch is inferior to him. You don't need to see it clearly, you can also know that the other party is like a father who has stepped into the realm of sub-saints.

The frown of his brows involuntarily reminded Zhaoming of the arrow when he fled from the Colosseum, and almost made his soul fly away and die completely.

Decades have passed, and he has become in the same realm as the other party, and his physical body has made a qualitative leap, and he is no longer afraid of such an attack.

The indescribable feeling suddenly had the heart to fight, Zhaoming shook it hard, crushed the feather arrow, and then stabilized his body.

The divine consciousness dispersed, and sure enough, there was a witch standing on the top of the mountain in the far distance, although he was not as tall and strong as Kuafu, but he was also powerful and handsome. He was wearing a crown of feathers on his head, and he was wearing an animal skin coat, revealing half of his chest, and he was full of energy, which was Hou Yi.

Feeling Zhaoming's gaze, Hou Yi sighed slightly. At this moment, he also remembered the arrow in the Colosseum back then.

Unlike Zhaoming, who suddenly had a competitive heart, he just sighed that he almost killed this fire devouring demon back then, but let him escape. I didn't think there was a big problem, but I didn't expect that after decades passed, that fire swallowing demon would become a big problem for the witch clan.

Not only rises like a comet. He also captured Kuafu's father and put him in a dangerous situation. Now he is alone, fighting five witches alone, and he does not fall behind at all, and he is at ease.

This is not an ordinary sub-saint, but five witches. Among the witches, only the great witch can deal with it like Zhaoming.

With the arrow just now, he exerted all his strength and gathered momentum. It's still a failure, and it's going to be hard to get the same opportunity again.

The flames in Zhaoming's hand rushed out, burning the feather arrow in his hand to ashes, his fingers loosened slightly, and his gaze towards Hou Yi brought a hint of defiant sneer.

The posture is rampant, but there is no carelessness in the heart. The bow in Hou Yi's hand was very different from the one in the past. The whole body is dark and flashes of black light. I don't know if it's because of the long jump, or because of the special nature of the divine bow, I can't feel the slightest breath.

But this would not make Zhao Ming underestimate, from that bow, he felt a chill that made his heart tremble, and even made his Yuan Shen feel an inexplicable tingling.

This bow must be extraordinary, and perhaps because of it. Hou Yi was able to shoot an arrow like that just now, and he hurt himself again.

"Hou Yi. You prepare again, and we'll pester him!"

Seeing Hou Yi appear, Xiang Xuan showed a hint of joy and shouted loudly, and at the same time surrounded Zhaoming with many witches from all directions.

"If you want to entangle me, it's not that easy!" Zhao Ming snorted coldly. Urging the Yin and Yang Xuanhuo Dao Pattern, he turned into an immeasurable flame and burned towards Xiangxuan, the red light under his feet flickered, and the fist of condensed heavenly wrath was about to burst out.

The spear in Xiangxuan's hand shook, attracting the power of the water. Turned into a Xuanhai Aegis, the water vapor is majestic.

Seeing that he was about to hit, Zhaoming's figure flashed, urging the fire escape technique, and instantly arrived in front of Meng Jiu.

They all thought that Zhaoming was going to attack each other, and many Shangwu were about to help, but they didn't expect Zhaoming to suddenly change their goals. Moreover, the speed of the fire escape technique is indescribable, and Rao is Meng Jiu has not had time to react and has been bullied by Zhaoming.

"Fall for me!"

Zhaoming roared, and the fist of heavenly wrath directly hit Meng Jiu. The flames enveloped it in an instant, and the power of the explosion surged in one after another.

Among the many witches, Meng Jiu's defensive power was already at the bottom of the stream, and when the ninth explosion came out, it was like being hit by the endless aurora pillar illuminating the mountains and rivers in the flame prison that day, and the blood pillar in his mouth gushed out, flying through the sky like a meteor, drowning in a sea of fire, and he had lost his combat effectiveness.

Such a change made several witches frightened, and when they screamed in amazement, Zhaoming urged the fire escape technique to Zhu Kai's body.

Zhu Kai's reaction was already extremely fast, and he immediately turned into an immeasurable flame and burned towards Zhaoming.

If the opponent was someone else, his flames would naturally be powerful, but now that the opponent is Zhaoming, those flames have become like a spring breeze.

Running the Demon Emperor's battle body, he turned into a 10,000-meter body, and slapped it with one palm, directly covering the Zhu armor completely.

The Yin and Yang Xuanhuo Dao pattern appeared in his hand at the same time, circling rapidly, gathering together, and then exploding the moment he grabbed Zhu Kai.

"Ahh

A scream, followed by a loud rumbling noise, drowned it out.

"Zhu Kai!"

Several great witches exclaimed, their faces panicked.

"Do you want it, give it back to you!"

Zhaoming laughed, shook the flame in his hand into a ball, and slapped it out with one palm. Between the flames, a few things flew out, and it was Zhu Kai's body that had been blown apart.

A few of them gasped, they were blown up like this, how could they still die. is also the power of cultivating flames, and Zhaoming is so strong that he can kill him with one blow.

A few lumps of flesh rushed towards a few Shangwu, and after getting closer, they urged the Yin and Yang Xuanhuo Dao pattern inside, which exploded in an instant, and between the wild waves and torrents, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi impacted the Quartet.

Zhaoming felt a bad breath, he hated the Wu clan, especially the Zhu family. Zhu Hong's death was not enough for him to forget the hatred left by Ah Cao, and even now this can only be regarded as interest. If he had the opportunity, what he wanted was for the entire Zhu family to disappear completely.

Taking advantage of the raging flames, several Shangwu were undecided, and Zhaoming was about to repeat his old skills, suddenly a chill in his heart, several sharp lights broke through the sky from the far mountains, and Hou Yi, who was standing in the distance, shot again.

The light of the arrow is like a meteor catching the moon, although the power is slightly inferior to the previous arrow, but the number is more, and the nine stars are aligned, which forced Zhaoming to give up the attack and turn to defense.

Condense the flames in one hand, gather the fist with the fist of heavenly wrath, contain it without sending it, swing it in front of the chest, and smash the nine feather arrows one by one with several punches in a row.

Fragments wrapped in flames scattered in all directions, like meteor showers, filling the sky.

In an instant, I saw an infinite amount of arrow light appear, as if a real meteor shower had hit.

Or like galloping thunder and shooting straight into the mouth, or like a butterfly spreading its wings to attack the flanks, or like traveling through time and space and going straight behind to attack the back.

At this moment, many Shangwu and Zhaoming were shocked, they who didn't know archery couldn't understand how Hou Yi did it, but it was just a big bow, and it could shoot such earth-shattering arrows.

And this seems to be an arrow that fills the heavens and the earth, and I am afraid that no one else in the world can shoot it.

There is nowhere to escape, Zhaoming has already recognized the situation for the first time, and the arrow light fills the whole world, not to mention the general body method, even if he uses the fire escape technique, he can't dodge it.

There was nowhere to hide, so he didn't hide anymore, Zhaoming roared, condensed flames in his hands, and drew out a pillar of light to envelop his whole body, and in an instant, the light and rain shot out overwhelmingly.

The pillar of aurora illuminates thousands of mountains and rivers, and meets the rain of arrows with a rain of fire.

In the surging Flame Sword, more than ninety percent of the arrow rain was burned into light spots, but another one percent of the arrow rain bombarded Zhaoming's body like a tide.

"Bang bang bang!"

endlessly, that terrifying force, even Zhaoming felt deeply uncomfortable, and even felt painless.

How can this be, could it be that the big bow is a treasure?

Zhao Ming was secretly shocked in his heart, these feather arrows were either ordinary arrows, or they were condensed by the Yuan Qi of Heaven and Earth, but the power they exerted at this moment was beyond his expectations.

What's more, he felt an indescribable shocking power from the rain of arrows. Although the body of the divine soldier who relied on the furnace refining body Dafa was enough to resist the rain of arrows, there was an inexplicable force in the rain of arrows that made his Yuan Shen sting, to be precise, the soul stinging, which was extremely uncomfortable.

The inexplicable force pressed him as if he couldn't breathe, and when the arrow rain disappeared, the pain on his body exploded, making him can't help but let out a long howl.

The whistling sound did not stop, and he felt an inexplicable chill hit him, which made him stop abruptly.

Immediately, I saw three sharp arrows whizzing, although the number was too small, but it made Zhaoming feel that it was even more dangerous.

Three sharp arrows, emitting different lights, or like the sun, or like the bright moon, or like the stars.

The three feather arrows of different powers obscured the light of the sun and the moon of heaven and earth, attracting countless heaven and earth vitality to surge.

When the distance was only a kilometer, the glarelight flashed, and the three sharp arrows actually merged into one and turned into one.

At this moment, even Hou Yi also held his breath, this is his strongest arrow, three are determined to be one, and most of the true qi in his body has been exhausted, if even this arrow is useless, he will be helpless.

Seeing that the sharp arrow was approaching, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in Zhaoming's eyes, and he shouted angrily: "Hou Yi, I will let you know that your arrow is useless to me!"

Instead of responding with the fist of heavenly fury, he held his breath and concentrated, and when the arrow that seemed to break through the chaos arrived, he suddenly stretched out his hand, and actually grabbed the arrow that could be called lightning and thunder.

Heaven and earth vitality erupted, if the volcano hit the sky, Zhaoming condensed the Yin and Yang Xuanhuo Dao pattern and circled in his hand, just like that day when the mysterious man in black dissolved the Xuanhuang Qi of Zhen Yuanzi Heaven and Earth, constantly guiding the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi to scatter in all directions.

By the time the residual energy exploded, it was insignificant.

Stopping his figure standing up to the sky, he clenched his five fingers and finally crushed the feather arrow into pieces.

The blood qi in his body had not yet subsided, and Zhao Ming was already impatient and roared loudly: "See, Hou Yi, your arrows are no longer a threat to me." ”

The arrogant aura rushed into the sky like clouds, making the faces of several Shangwu darken, and Hou Yi also sighed, slightly sad.

"Shoot one more arrow, just a little stronger, and you can defeat him!"

"This is already my strongest arrow!"

"Then try to change the arrow!"

"Change?"

Hou Yi was stunned for a moment, and suddenly found that he didn't know when there was one more person behind him, and when he looked back, he saw that the person who came was wearing a hat, and it was actually the high priest of the Wu clan. (To be continued......)