Generally speaking, people who have reached a certain level of martial arts do not need to be afraid of bows and arrows at all. They can easily avoid them by relying on light skills and internal strength. So when Luo Zheng saw this archery team waiting in the locust forest, he almost laughed. When he was the prince's companion back then, he followed the prince to the military camp to see that this kind of archer was completely vulnerable.
Without much effort, they were easily subdued, and a group of people didn't even dare to say a word, obediently squatting on the ground as prisoners.
"I really don't know what is the purpose of bringing such a group of trash to the martial arts conference." Luo Zheng had underestimated the enemy before, and now he regrets it.
These bows are not ordinary bows at all, but crossbows that are comparable to Jiujun big bows; arrows are not ordinary arrows, but sharp steel arrows with edges on three sides!
When Luo Zheng heard the sound, he used Qinggong to dodge and dodge, but the overwhelming arrows did not give him a chance to escape completely. Among the five people, he had the lowest martial arts and was shot in the arm by an arrow.
"Ha-" The great-uncle of Luo Zheng shouted, and with great luck, he attracted all the arrows, and the Taiji force opened and closed, causing the arrows to change direction with his internal force. Circling around him to form a closed circle.
"Tricks of carving insects..." An uncle stepped on his toes and flew towards the top of the tree where Chen Ziqi was.
Chen Ziqi stepped on the branch with one foot and didn't move. When the opponent flew up, he suddenly shot, and the speed was as fast as lightning. The opponent couldn't see how he shot. Kick down.
This trick is the most useful in the face of slaughtered enemies.
The great uncle gathered the arrows and shot them out in all directions. At this moment, all the archers had already climbed to the tree. The arrows shot by the internal force can only shoot flat, not upwards. This is what Chen Ziqi has tried with many internal power masters. Therefore, his Divine Arrow team also has a special skill - climbing trees.
These children were already in their teens when they came to Jianyang and missed the best age to practice martial arts, but it is still possible to learn a little light skill to climb trees.
Fifty crossbows are pointing at the five people in the canopy, and standing under the tree can hear the sound of bows and crossbows being wound neatly.
"Oh, cousin, I forgot to mention, the arrow is poisonous!" Chen Ziqi said quickly in a panicked tone, and when he saw the "Uncle Master" who was about to pounce on him, he immediately turned around and went to see Luo Zheng. Luo Zheng is the grandson of the suzerain, and there must be no mistakes.
Luo Zheng was startled, and hurriedly tore his sleeves to check, and saw that the piece of skin was starting to turn blue.
The uncle of the master quickly clicked on Luo Zheng's large acupoints, pulled out the arrow, and forced the poisonous blood out.
"Whoosh whoosh!" The crossbow on the tree fired arrows again. This time, there was no martial arts master and uncle to resolve the arrows, and the remaining three had to work hard to protect the two who were exercising their power.
"Tianluo!" Chen Ziqi jumped to a farther tree and gave an order. It took him three years of hard work and countless money for this Divine Arrow Camp to finally have a chance to use it.
As soon as the words fell, the archers in the canopy began to dash back and forth like monkeys swinging trees, and shoot arrows in the air. The arrows were shot from all angles, overwhelming the sky and unavoidable.
The more the three of them hide, the more embarrassed they are, and they are inevitably scratched by the arrows, and the scratched area will immediately turn blue-purple.
"Heh!" The uncle of the martial arts master suddenly released his true energy, and his powerful internal force shook the arrows from the sky. The three of them sat down one after another, and they used their strength to force the poison. Luo Zheng didn't dare to be careless.
"An antidote!" The gray-haired Shishuzu held a broken arrow in his hand and rushed to Chen Ziqi in an instant. No matter how he used his powers, the color of Luo Zheng's wound would not fade, there must be an antidote!
Chen Ziqi slammed back, and a huge black eagle swooped down from the sky, grabbed the man's hair fiercely, and pulled off the crown and a bunch of hair.
"Ah!" The man exclaimed, but he didn't care about the eagle, and still rushed towards Chen Ziqi with his hair disheveled. In this case, only by restraining Chen Ziqi could the soldiers stop, and there would be no delay for a moment.
The eagle turned around in the air, and instantly turned into Diao Lie in black, and slapped the man's back with a palm.
"Pfft—" A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the great uncle looked behind him in disbelief, not understanding how Diao Lie appeared. Chen Ziqi took the opportunity to step forward and use the dragon yin magic art, the strong internal force caused the leaves on the top of the tree to rattle.
At the same time, the arrow in the forest was released again, and the four people who could not resist were shot into a sieve.
"Pfft..." After spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood, the uncle fell heavily to the ground, looking at Chen Ziqi and Diao Lie on the treetops with disbelief, "How, how is it possible..."
Chen Ziqi fell to the ground slowly, but did not come close. Such a master of internal skills can still charge a blow before dying, and he will not lean over to court death. Raising his hand slightly, five archers jumped down from the tree, shooting crossbow arrows at the people on the ground from a distance.
"If I told him that the arrow was indigo powder, would he die of anger?" Chen Ziqi lowered his head and asked the little red bird in his arms. High-speed crossbow arrows do not need to be poisoned. Poisoned arrows are not easy to carry, and it is easy to accidentally injure the arrow holder. So Chen Ziqi asked the master who made the arrow to add indigo powder to the tip of the arrow. This thing was originally a paint for painting, and it was dyed when it came into contact with water. I didn't expect the effect of scaring people to be so good.
"..." Dan Yi came out and looked at the Liuhe Sect master who was dying, not knowing what to say.
"Oops, I accidentally killed Luo Zheng!" Chen Ziqi turned around and saw Luo Zheng who had turned into a hedgehog, frowning slightly. This time, he has formed a deadly feud with Luo Hongfeng. He waved his hand to let all the archers withdraw, Chen Ziqi looked at the corpse in this place, and didn't speak for a while.
Dan Yi jumped down, turned into a human figure, and looked around the thorn ball, "Let's just leave it like this." This shocked the martial arts and made them fear Jianyang, which was of great benefit to Chen Ziqi's preservation of the fief. As for Luo Hongfeng's blood feud... Even if Fangzheng didn't kill Luo Zheng, Luo Hongfeng would kill Qi Qi for the sake of Emperor Tiande.
Taking off the bloody Huangshan School robe, Chen Ziqi squatted by the stream and washed his face, washing away the blood on his hands and face. I still remember when I was six years old when I took the blood blade from the gangsters in Jiuru Town, the desperation and fear when I had to kill people. Now, I don't know how many people died in my hands.
"If you keep killing people, will you be enchanted?" Chen Ziqi looked at the reflection in the water, a little fascinated. Since ancient times, there have been many martial arts masters who have killed many people, and in the end they are unable to control themselves, and they are fascinated by the killing.
Dan Yi pulled the man up, took out a bright red handkerchief and wiped his fingers carefully, "The rivers and lakes are sinister, if you don't kill people, people will kill you. When you restore the mountains and rivers, you can put down the butcher knife."
"Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the spot?" Chen Ziqi looked at him.
"You are a divine dragon that was destined to return, and you don't need to become a Buddha." Dan Yi put the veil back into his sleeve and raised his hand to touch his cool cheek.
"Mandate of Heaven? Where did the Mandate of Heaven come from?" Chen Ziqi sneered, the god is not the person in front of him, it's okay to use it to deceive the people, but it's not ridiculous to deceive himself.
"What Shenfeng said is destiny," Dan Yi slowly leaned over and rubbed his lips with her thin lips, "You won't fall into the devil." Anyone who falls into the devil has nothing to love. If there is love in their hearts, they will forever Will not be enchanted.
The warm thin lips, with a faint fruity fragrance, Chen Ziqi couldn't help but open his mouth to hold it, bite it lightly, and slowly exchange his breath. The gentle and sweet kiss instantly dispelled those confusion and depression.
In such a world, untimely soft-heartedness will bring disaster to oneself and even those closest to him. The misty peach blossom eyes gradually became clearer, and the confused expression became firm again. He still had a little fairy to support, and Danyi wanted to grow old together, so he had to live a ruthless life.
The Shenjian team was just beginning to show its edge, and the effect was impressive. Chen Ziqi thought about giving them a nice name.
"Let's call it Soul Chasing." Soul Chasing Army, the deadly arrow, was catchy. Chen Ziqi left Silent Hill with a mighty team, and asked them to dress up as a caravan, spread out, and follow him not far or near.
Chen Ziqi wore that coarse cloth and walked to the nearest town on foot, bought a black donkey, poured a pot of tea, packed two pockets of food, and put a soft little mattress on the donkey. Only then did he carry the little red bird, sitting on the back of the donkey, with a bamboo hat on his head, swaying all the way to the south.
"Have you heard? The grandson of Sect Master Qi Sect was killed by people from Xuan Dao."
"Tsk, more than his grandson, listen to my cousin who is a direct disciple of the extreme sun sect, Zhengdao killed thousands of people in Silent Hill, and the blood flowed into rivers!"
In the tavern, people from the rivers and lakes who are not in the mainstream gathered together to talk and talk, and it was very lively. Chen Ziqi, who was sitting in the corner eating, couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth. That day, the people who went to attack Jihe Villa were no more than 300 people. It was not bad that those traps could kill dozens of people, but they could spread to thousands
"How could so many people die?" Here, five hundred miles away from the Eight Wastelands, Chen Ziqi wore a strong suit with arrow sleeves, a long sword on his waist, and a stubble on his chin, dressed as a wandering swordsman. Holding the jug, he curiously leaned over to talk to those people.
A few people looked at Chen Ziqi's outfit, and asked him to sit without any hesitation, "Little brother, you don't know, that people in the profound way have all kinds of tricks, and it's not that you can win with high martial arts."
"I heard that the Gu worm broke out at the martial arts conference, and more than half of the casualties were injured!" Although the Sword Alliance and Qi Zong were both tight-lipped about the salt worms, the rangers who participated in the martial arts conference were not restrained, and the tragic situation of that day was ignored. As a talking point, it has spread all over the martial arts.
"I heard that it was the palace master of Guiyun Palace, who was angry with Chongguan for Lanyan, because someone injured the Seventh Prince, so he killed the people who were more than half of the righteous path in a fit of anger!"
"Cough, cough..." Chen Ziqi choked on the wine in his lung tube and wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth, "No way, the Palace Master of Guiyun Palace and the Seventh Prince..."
Several people at the same table looked at Chen Ziqi with a look of "you don't understand young man".
Chen Ziqi: "..."
The author has something to say: Small Theater:
Luo Hongfeng: Ah, my grandson!
Qiqi: I'm sorry, I couldn't control it for a while
Luo Hongfeng: I want to kill you to avenge my grandson!
Bird Attack: According to the regulations, if you kill the protagonist in violation of the script, you have to deduct the chicken legs in the lunch box. Luo Hongfeng: Oh, that's fine. Luo Zheng: Hello