Yan Ximing's complexion changed drastically when he was again subjected to that terrible coercion and the completely irresistible feeling of suffocation... Now among the Northern Emperor Sect, he is the only one who witnessed the miracle of the evil emperor shooting Luochenya with an arrow. One scene, and the feeling now is clearly the same as when he shot that shocking arrow back then. As if the air was pulled away, the soul was pulled away, and above the distant sky, a big pot lid was pressed down, and it was so dull that it was impossible to breathe.
And what he felt at this time was also the feeling of every member of the Northern Emperor Sect present, including Yan Duanhun and the two ultimate powerhouses with god-level strength. Their rushing bodies stagnated in the air at the same time, and they all looked at the evil emperor in the air in horror, their pupils shrank to the size of a needle eye in an instant, staring at Ye Wuchen's slowly moving right hand.
It was a powerful coercion that they had never felt, or even imagined. It was so powerful that they, who had almost no opponents in Tianchen Continent, felt a deep-seated fear, as if they were too weak to resist this force. This feeling has never existed before.
And on the Bow of the Northern Emperor, the target that the formed blood arrow pointed to was... Yan Duanhun!
"Be careful, he used this arrow...to crack Luochenya!"
Every time Yan Ximing uttered a word, he would feel the pressure on his body increase. When he finished a complete sentence, he almost exhausted all his strength.
The arrow that shattered Luochenya, who in the entire Tianchen Continent didn't know about the shocking arrow of the Evil Emperor back then, when they suddenly heard about it, they still couldn't help but tremble with fear. At this moment, they had already felt the strength of the force that shot Luochenya in half. These peerless masters who looked down on the world and didn't know what fear was actually started chattering their teeth. The feeling of death, so close.
"Protect the suzerain!" The two god-level powerhouses suddenly woke up from the shock of this terrifying power, they stopped attacking Ye Wuchen, and turned around at the same time, blocking Yan Duanhun's side. Hey, the dozens of masters behind Yan Duanhun also woke up like a dream, and stepped forward one after another, standing in front of Yan Duanhun and Yan Ximing. This momentum has already demonstrated how powerful the next arrow will be. Even if a god-level master is hit, he is very likely to be killed by an arrow. And this arrow was clearly aimed at Yan Duanhun, they didn't dare to gamble on whether Yan Duanhun could avoid it, they could only use their bodies and strength to protect the front.
The heavy shadow mixed with the smell of death in the air, this is a forbidden weapon, exerting an irresistible coercion. At this time, if Ye Wuchen could have god-level strength, this coercion would increase several times, even ten times.
What they didn't know was that although the Calamity Bow's "Blood Slaying Sky Arrow" was unrivaled in power, it had an obvious flaw—it took a long period of time to accumulate the Calamity Power before it was fired, and during this time , as long as it attacks Ye Wuchen's body, it can be interrupted. This is also the shortcoming of the other two ultimate moves of the Calamity Bow.
If those two god-level masters didn't choose to turn back to protect Yan Duanhun, but continued to attack Ye Wuchen, it would be difficult to shoot this move "Blood Killing Breaking Wind Arrow". But in that situation, they have no second choice at all.
"Since you have the guts to be rude to this emperor, then bear this emperor's anger obediently..."
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The sky suddenly darkened, and in the pupils of everyone, they could clearly see a blood-colored gleam descending from the sky, and it quickly enlarged in the pupils. In that short moment, the whole world was left with only The existence of this fine awn. There is no breath, no sound, everything freezes...
"Protect the suzerain!!"
"Drink!"
"Block it!!"
"Ugh!"
…
boom!
There was a shocking explosion, and the ground trembled violently. The surrounding world was completely covered by the flying dust, and I could no longer see a single bit of it clearly. There were muffled groans and screams.
another place.
Drops of sweat dripped from Leng Ya's body continuously, his forehead was already covered with water droplets, and his tight clothes were already soaked with sweat. He curled up, curled his body into a very small ball, tightly huddled in a corner of a firewood pile, half-closed his eyes, and listened motionlessly to every move outside.
He didn't know how long it had been since he stepped into the land of the Northern Emperor Sect. But if someone told him at this time that he had been here for ten days and ten nights, he would not have any doubts. Here, every step, every short step forward, must bear tremendous pressure and take great risks. Every minute and every second, you must raise your vigilance to the highest point, not daring to have even the slightest negligence, and live like a year, nothing more.
In the distance, he heard commotion from the north, and people kept rushing out towards the source of the commotion. He vaguely guessed what had happened, he didn't worry or hesitate, and immediately turned his attention back, approaching the direction of the prison step by step. And that turmoil also attracted most of the Northern Emperor Sect masters, only those who were relatively low in strength and status stayed in their positions and were not allowed to leave. This reduced the pressure on Leng Ya suddenly, and his The pace quickened a little, but the vigilance that had been hanging high never let go.
At this time, the pile of firewood he was hiding in was just facing the prison door obliquely. At the door, two men holding long swords stood there intently, with serious and solemn faces, without any sign of negativity. . Leng Ya has been curled up there for a long time, but has not found any chance.
This is an extremely stubborn man. Under such circumstances, he still did not choose to avoid temporarily to explore other places, but just stayed here, waiting for the moment to enter it.
Time passed by every minute and every second, and the sweat on Leng Ya's head continued to fall on the dry firewood. Perhaps it was because it was close to the boundless swamp, and it was filled with a kind of muddy smell. He walked all the way and didn't see anyone walking around this small prison. Although it was convenient for him, it didn't let him Let go of your vigilance, with his current hiding position and curled up posture, coupled with his tightly hidden aura, even if a master walks three steps in front of him, if he doesn't deliberately bend down to take a closer look, he won't be able to found him.
"Hey! You two, come in quickly, come in quickly!!"
In the originally extremely quiet prison, a woman's high-pitched shout suddenly came out. Judging from the voice, the owner of the voice seemed to be far away. Although it became weak when it reached Leng Ya's ears, it Also enough to hear clearly.
The two people who were standing at the door without looking sideways turned their heads at the same time, looked at each other with wry smiles, and then walked in with a reluctant expression dragging their long swords in their hands. God knows whether they came to watch her or to listen to her orders.
Leng Ya's brows sank, and his heart became calm. At the moment when the two turned around and disappeared from sight, he rolled out of the ground, made a wrong foot, and rushed towards the door of the prison like a gust of wind blowing suddenly. After staying at the door for a very short time, he gritted his teeth lightly and rushed in.
Although this is a prison, strictly speaking, it is not a prison. Because there are no iron bars, iron bars, and iron chains, there is no pungent smell, but everything is made of wood. The walls, windows, and even the doors of the cells in each cell are made of wood, and the floors are covered with thick layers of wood. There was a layer of dry grass, and after Leng Ya tried briefly at the door, he didn't find anyone other than the two, so he broke in without hesitation.
These cells are held by those who have committed no major faults in the Northern Emperor Sect. For these masters who possess the Flaming Soul Art, there is no difference between iron windows and iron doors and wooden windows and wooden doors. As long as they want to, they can Break free easily. And as long as they are locked up here, it means that they are only thinking about their mistakes, they are only restraining their freedom, and they will not suffer any torture, so no one will be stupid enough to escape, otherwise they will suffer more. severe punishment. Therefore, the cells here do not need to be made of iron at all. And those who made big mistakes, or those who were captured from outside the sect, would be imprisoned in the dungeon to the east, where the real institutions were.
Stepping on the thick dry grass, he made a slight "rustling" sound. He walked forward cautiously for a while, but he still didn't see any figure. He heard a woman and the two people just now. He stood quietly for a while, felt his surroundings, and walked slowly towards the source of the sound.
The conversation stopped, and Leng Ya's footsteps also stopped at the same time. With a light touch, his body rose into the air, and stuck firmly to the wooden roof above like a black gecko, motionless.
Immediately, the sound of feet stepping on hay came from far and near, and the two men walked out while muttering dissatisfaction in a low voice. This prison is very high, and they didn't notice his existence when they walked to the bottom of Leng Ya. They walked away in Leng Ya's sight without knowing it, then turned two corners one after another, walked out, and guarded in the prison. On both sides of the gate.
Leng Ya's gaze shifted back to the direction the two had just gone. It was also a wooden cell, and the wooden door was closed by the two men before they left. There was no lock on the door, and the people inside could not be seen clearly. Leng Ya's heart turned sharply, that room was locked up with a woman, he couldn't help but pay attention. Taking a deep breath, he put his hand against the wall, and firmly adhered to it, just like this, he walked silently on the roof until he reached the wooden door, and then he let go of his palm, and fell lightly from above.
However, just when his body fell halfway, the wooden door that was hidden was suddenly opened, revealing a slightly short girl in light yellow clothes. She was about to take a step, but suddenly stopped, her eyes widened in a daze Watching a black figure suddenly fall from her body, she couldn't help but let out a scream.
"what-"