Then, the same thing happens.
The Sixth Master is a man as tall and thin as a bamboo pole, with a face like a gray ray. He is the best master of Qinggong in Qingfeng Village. He holds a slender scimitar in his mouth, and he leaps up to the top of the mountain. Throwing away the rope, he saw only one person standing on the top of the mountain. He laughed ferociously, held the scimitar in his hand, and rushed over with a leap.
They were surprised to see the Sixth Master standing there as if they were petrified, but they immediately rushed towards the burly old man on the top of the mountain. This old man should have been the one who shot the cold arrow suddenly. Hands on, their mission is to entangle this archer so that he can no longer make sneak attacks...
Madman Wu also has moments of calm.
At this time, another sword light emerged.
Another black force came, carving out a bloodstain of death on the metal hedgehog formation that had broken through the gap.
At this time, the elite Qinggong experts headed by Master Liu had finally climbed to the top of the approximately 100-meter-high stone peak with the help of rope hooks.
This planet is a world of martial arts. There is what the old magic stick calls "spiritual energy" in the air. Everyone can practice martial arts and increase their physical strength. They have strength, speed and skills that far exceed those of people on earth. Therefore, the level of cold weapon combat is far higher. In the ancient times of Super Earth, the Blood Cavalry in front of me was just the elite of a stronghold that dominated the mountain. With such a reaction, you can imagine how terrifying the elite armies of the three empires were.
The military formation changed, like a sharp cone, moving along the mountain road, urging the war horses, and rushed towards the stone peak like a bloody undercurrent.
The power was far beyond his initial expectation.
Everything happened in an instant like a disaster.
Wu Biao's mind was spinning.
The mercury-like moonlight shines on these motionless figures, casting layers of shadows on the ground, just like the shadows of the man-eating trees in the devil's forest. There is a heart-stopping atmosphere.
The power was far beyond his initial expectation.
In less than a breath of time, forty or fifty Qingfeng Village minions died and disappeared like evaporation in an instant.
Li Mu stood on the stone peak in the distance, feeling shocked in his heart.
Boom boom boom!
This was the first time that he had actually used his archery skills in actual combat since he had mastered it.
Madman Wu also has moments of calm.
Wherever the Xinghui sword light passed, all the Qingfeng Village minions stood frozen on the spot, maintaining a forward posture, holding weapons in their hands, and the expressions on their faces became strange, as if they had seen something extremely beautiful. Things were sluggish, and the top of the stone peak instantly became strange and quiet.
However, what greeted him was also the light of a sword.
Like the brightest stars in the night sky, it is mesmerizing.
Wu Biao's mind was spinning.
The hearts of all the minions in Qingfeng Village were gripped by deep fear.
Everything happened in an instant like a disaster.
But if he did this, he knew very well what the consequences would be - he would definitely be hunted by the Qin Empire, and Qingfeng Village would never be able to hold on to it by then, so he had already made plans to flee in Taibai County after killing people, setting fire, and looting. Thousands of miles of preparation and the foundation of Qingfeng Village were lost. Anyway, his son was dead, so there was no use in keeping the village.
Outsiders who don't know the truth think that he is a fool who is not afraid of death, but in fact he is rough on the outside and subtle on the inside, and he also has scheming intentions. He deliberately created the image of a madman. In this cruel world of martial arts, any warrior can become famous. For decades, people have excelled themselves and will not be fools.
The Sixth Master felt that his soul was intoxicated by the sword light. He did not want to hide or shout, for fear that the beauty of the sword light would be disturbed and broken, and his ferocious face was even more unknowingly. A smile appeared, as if he saw the smile of the girl next door who once made him crazy when he was a boy.
There was a rapid sound of trembling bow strings, like a fine thunderous explosion.
The thick armor on their bodies and the iron-wood shield in their hands could not provide them with the slightest sense of security.
This was the first time that he had actually used his archery skills in actual combat since he had mastered it.
He finally noticed the direction from which the terrible arrow was coming.
Two moons hang high.
Maintaining a reputation for decades requires more than just madness.
At this time, Wu Biao, whose body was stained with the severed arm and blood plasma of the dead third master, [One Knife Cuts the Soul], murderous intent burst out in his eyes, pointed the bloody giant blade in front of him, and roared: "There... give it I'll get him out."
The mercury-like moonlight shines on these motionless figures, casting layers of shadows on the ground, just like the shadows of the man-eating trees in the devil's forest. There is a heart-stopping atmosphere.
As a strong swordsman, he saw in the sword light a charm that was close to that of the Tao.
The direction of the shot was exactly the stone peak where Li Mu was standing.
The direction of the shot was exactly the stone peak where Li Mu was standing.
He finally noticed the direction from which the terrible arrow was coming.
"I'm in a big trough. The silver bow is combined with the terrifying power given by [Zhenwu Fist]. When the arrow is shot, it is comparable to the Barre sniper rifle on the earth... It is not more terrifying than the sniper rifle, it is like a cannon shell." It’s the same, this kind of destructive power is a bit amazing.”
But after crossing such a long distance, these arrows were already weak, and most of the cavalry charges were inaccurate. Most of the arrows fell on the rocks and pine trees nearby. Occasionally, some shot On Li Mu's body, it was like scratching an itch. Even the skin of Li Mu's body that had been modified and improved by [Xiantian Kung Fu] and [Zhenwu Fist] could not be shot through. It was as if the shot was shot on thick special leather and was bounced away. go…
As a strong swordsman, he saw in the sword light a charm that was close to that of the Tao.
The power was far beyond his initial expectation.
Whoosh!
But if he did this, he knew very well what the consequences would be - he would definitely be hunted by the Qin Empire, and Qingfeng Village would never be able to hold on to it by then, so he had already made plans to flee in Taibai County after killing people, setting fire, and looting. Thousands of miles of preparation and the foundation of Qingfeng Village were lost. Anyway, his son was dead, so there was no use in keeping the village.
Just as he was sighing, the Blood Cavalry Army in the distance had already launched a charge.
"With this kind of archery skills and power... could it be that the powerful men from the world-famous [Controlling String Camp] under Shenzong [Guanshan Ranch] have arrived? Impossible, how could the big shots in [Controlling String Camp] appear here?" In such a remote place? On the northwest martial arts road, even Li Buyu, who is known as the master of archery [Shooting Heavenly Wolf], is not so domineering in archery."
At this time, Wu Biao, whose body was stained with the severed arm and blood plasma of the dead third master, [One Knife Cuts the Soul], murderous intent burst out in his eyes, pointed the bloody giant blade in front of him, and roared: "There... give it I'll get him out."
At the same time, there were more than forty Qingfeng Village minions with good light skills, carrying long rope hook locks on their backs. They rushed out on varnish horses and quickly approached the stone peak. Then they threw the hook locks in their hands and hooked them on the rocks. With the power of the rope, each one was as agile as an ape, approaching the top of the stone peak.
Maintaining a reputation for decades requires more than just madness.
Although he is a martial arts madman, he is not really mad.
This time, in order to avenge his son, Wu Biao could be said to have sent out all the elites in the village.
Among the Blood Cavalry Army, there were also archery masters who shot arrows in an instant.
Another black force came, carving out a bloodstain of death on the metal hedgehog formation that had broken through the gap.
Li Mu saw that Wu Biao, a martial arts madman, did not immediately launch a charge attack relying on his tyrannical force. Instead, he held back with some soldiers, as if he was still angry. He was observing and judging like a calm wolf king.
The slender scimitar drew a streak of white light under the moonlight.
The power was far beyond his initial expectation.
The Sixth Master felt that his soul was intoxicated by the sword light. He did not want to hide or shout, for fear that the beauty of the sword light would be disturbed and broken, and his ferocious face was even more unknowingly. A smile appeared, as if he saw the smile of the girl next door who once made him crazy when he was a boy.
Madman Wu also has moments of calm.
It has to be said that the Qingfeng Village Blood Cavalry Army responded quickly and reasonably.
However, this did not make Li Mu shrink back.
These archers are all masters of the Aiki Realm, and the bows they hold are considered to be strong bows, capable of shooting hundreds of steps. They are archery masters that Wu Biao has carefully cultivated over the years. He once relied on these archers and the terrain of Qingfeng Village , repelled the encirclement and suppression by the Great Qin Empire's military, and also trapped and killed some pretentious Bai Dao strongmen, which can be regarded as one of the trump cards of the village leader Wu Biao.
"With this kind of archery skills and power... could it be that the powerful men from the world-famous [Controlling String Camp] under Shenzong [Guanshan Ranch] have arrived? Impossible, how could the big shots in [Controlling String Camp] appear here?" In such a remote place? On the northwest martial arts road, even Li Buyu, who is known as the master of archery [Shooting Heavenly Wolf], is not so domineering in archery."
Just as he was sighing, the Blood Cavalry Army in the distance had already launched a charge.
"With this kind of archery skills and power... could it be that the powerful men from the world-famous [Controlling String Camp] under Shenzong [Guanshan Ranch] have arrived? Impossible, how could the big shots in [Controlling String Camp] appear here?" In such a remote place? On the northwest martial arts road, even Li Buyu, who is known as the master of archery [Shooting Heavenly Wolf], is not so domineering in archery."
In an instant, the arrows were like locusts in the night sky, and it seemed like a heavy rain.
Then, the same thing happens.
The mercury-like moonlight shines on these motionless figures, casting layers of shadows on the ground, just like the shadows of the man-eating trees in the devil's forest. There is a heart-stopping atmosphere.
There was a rapid sound of trembling bow strings, like a fine thunderous explosion.
These archers are all masters of the Aiki Realm, and the bows they hold are considered to be strong bows, capable of shooting hundreds of steps. They are archery masters that Wu Biao has carefully cultivated over the years. He once relied on these archers and the terrain of Qingfeng Village , repelled the encirclement and suppression by the Great Qin Empire's military, and also trapped and killed some pretentious Bai Dao strongmen, which can be regarded as one of the trump cards of the village leader Wu Biao.
In less than a breath of time, forty or fifty Qingfeng Village minions died and disappeared like evaporation in an instant.
The Sixth Master is a man as tall and thin as a bamboo pole, with a face like a gray ray. He is the best master of Qinggong in Qingfeng Village. He holds a slender scimitar in his mouth, and he leaps up to the top of the mountain. Throwing away the rope, he saw only one person standing on the top of the mountain. He laughed ferociously, held the scimitar in his hand, and rushed over with a leap.
The remaining strong archers, under the cover of the spear and shield cavalry, rushed halfway and opened their bows to shoot arrows again. Countless arrows rained down on Shi Feng. This time, after closing the distance, the locust-like The arrows could finally cover Ye Qingyu's location.
In less than a breath of time, forty or fifty Qingfeng Village minions died and disappeared like evaporation in an instant.
The bow shook like a thunderbolt.
The Sixth Master is a man as tall and thin as a bamboo pole, with a face like a gray ray. He is the best master of Qinggong in Qingfeng Village. He holds a slender scimitar in his mouth, and he leaps up to the top of the mountain. Throwing away the rope, he saw only one person standing on the top of the mountain. He laughed ferociously, held the scimitar in his hand, and rushed over with a leap.
On the complete opposite side of this, the big spiked arrows shot by Li Mu were like precision-guided missiles. They hit the team of gun-shield minions and strong-bow minions charging on the mountain road below, and they were extremely powerful. , directly causing a devastating blow. More than a hundred Qingfeng Village minions were shot to pieces in an instant, and their limbs were torn into pieces. At the same time, rocks exploded and flew away. In the flying dust, some minions were killed and injured...
Wu Biao's mind was spinning.
At this time, another sword light emerged.
The slender scimitar drew a streak of white light under the moonlight.
Outsiders who don't know the truth think that he is a fool who is not afraid of death, but in fact he is rough on the outside and subtle on the inside, and he also has scheming intentions. He deliberately created the image of a madman. In this cruel world of martial arts, any warrior can become famous. For decades, people have excelled themselves and will not be fools.
The direction of the shot was exactly the stone peak where Li Mu was standing.
Wherever the Xinghui sword light passed, all the Qingfeng Village minions stood frozen on the spot, maintaining a forward posture, holding weapons in their hands, and the expressions on their faces became strange, as if they had seen something extremely beautiful. Things were sluggish, and the top of the stone peak instantly became strange and quiet.
Boom boom boom!
These archers are all masters of the Aiki Realm, and the bows they hold are considered to be strong bows, capable of shooting hundreds of steps. They are archery masters that Wu Biao has carefully cultivated over the years. He once relied on these archers and the terrain of Qingfeng Village , repelled the encirclement and suppression by the Great Qin Empire's military, and also trapped and killed some pretentious Bai Dao strongmen, which can be regarded as one of the trump cards of the village leader Wu Biao.
However, this did not make Li Mu shrink back.
Whoosh whoosh!
[Destroy the Soul with One Sword] Wu Biao indeed sensed the correct direction.
But after crossing such a long distance, these arrows were already weak, and most of the cavalry charges were inaccurate. Most of the arrows fell on the rocks and pine trees nearby. Occasionally, some shot On Li Mu's body, it was like scratching an itch. Even the skin of Li Mu's body that had been modified and improved by [Xiantian Kung Fu] and [Zhenwu Fist] could not be shot through. It was as if the shot was shot on thick special leather and was bounced away. go…
That's why he didn't rush forward immediately.
Wherever the Xinghui sword light passed, all the Qingfeng Village minions stood frozen on the spot, maintaining a forward posture, holding weapons in their hands, and the expressions on their faces became strange, as if they had seen something extremely beautiful. Things were sluggish, and the top of the stone peak instantly became strange and quiet.
Li Mu saw that Wu Biao, a martial arts madman, did not immediately launch a charge attack relying on his tyrannical force. Instead, he held back with some soldiers, as if he was still angry. He was observing and judging like a calm wolf king.
"Cut his hand off!"
However, these arrows were unable to reach Li Mu at all. The range only reached half the distance before they exhausted themselves and fell crookedly to the ground. The so-called elite archers of Qingfeng Village were simply a joke.
This archery skill is so overbearing, strong and terrifying.
The remaining strong archers, under the cover of the spear and shield cavalry, rushed halfway and opened their bows to shoot arrows again. Countless arrows rained down on Shi Feng. This time, after closing the distance, the locust-like The arrows could finally cover Ye Qingyu's location.
The moonlight is cold.
The thick armor on their bodies and the iron-wood shield in their hands could not provide them with the slightest sense of security.
What responded to them was three black streams of light.
Everything happened in an instant like a disaster.
What responded to them was three black streams of light.
The slender scimitar drew a streak of white light under the moonlight.
The Sixth Master is a man as tall and thin as a bamboo pole, with a face like a gray ray. He is the best master of Qinggong in Qingfeng Village. He holds a slender scimitar in his mouth, and he leaps up to the top of the mountain. Throwing away the rope, he saw only one person standing on the top of the mountain. He laughed ferociously, held the scimitar in his hand, and rushed over with a leap.
Among the Blood Cavalry Army, there were also archery masters who shot arrows in an instant.
Boom boom boom!
Maintaining a reputation for decades requires more than just madness.
What responded to them was three black streams of light.
Under the three arrows, forty or fifty Qingfeng Village strong archers turned into flesh and blood mist and exploded.
However, this did not make Li Mu shrink back.
Like the brightest stars in the night sky, it is mesmerizing.
Boom boom boom!
Under the three arrows, forty or fifty Qingfeng Village strong archers turned into flesh and blood mist and exploded.
This is simply an asymmetric massacre.
The Sixth Master is a man as tall and thin as a bamboo pole, with a face like a gray ray. He is the best master of Qinggong in Qingfeng Village. He holds a slender scimitar in his mouth, and he leaps up to the top of the mountain. Throwing away the rope, he saw only one person standing on the top of the mountain. He laughed ferociously, held the scimitar in his hand, and rushed over with a leap.
Outsiders who don't know the truth think that he is a fool who is not afraid of death, but in fact he is rough on the outside and subtle on the inside, and he also has scheming intentions. He deliberately created the image of a madman. In this cruel world of martial arts, any warrior can become famous. For decades, people have excelled themselves and will not be fools.
Like the brightest stars in the night sky, it is mesmerizing.
Two moons hang high.
The remaining strong archers, under the cover of the spear and shield cavalry, rushed halfway and opened their bows to shoot arrows again. Countless arrows rained down on Shi Feng. This time, after closing the distance, the locust-like The arrows could finally cover Ye Qingyu's location.
However, these arrows were unable to reach Li Mu at all. The range only reached half the distance before they exhausted themselves and fell crookedly to the ground. The so-called elite archers of Qingfeng Village were simply a joke.
Li Mu stood on the stone peak in the distance, feeling shocked in his heart.
"In this case... let's see how long you can endure it."
But if he did this, he knew very well what the consequences would be - he would definitely be hunted by the Qin Empire, and Qingfeng Village would never be able to hold on to it by then, so he had already made plans to flee in Taibai County after killing people, setting fire, and looting. Thousands of miles of preparation and the foundation of Qingfeng Village were lost. Anyway, his son was dead, so there was no use in keeping the village.
Li Mu saw that Wu Biao, a martial arts madman, did not immediately launch a charge attack relying on his tyrannical force. Instead, he held back with some soldiers, as if he was still angry. He was observing and judging like a calm wolf king.
However, what greeted him was also the light of a sword.
"kill!"
Although he is a martial arts madman, he is not really mad.
This was the first time that he had actually used his archery skills in actual combat since he had mastered it.
Madman Wu also has moments of calm.
The hearts of all the minions in Qingfeng Village were gripped by deep fear.
At the same time, the arrows shot by the Blood Cavalry Army hit Li Mu like raindrops.
The power was far beyond his initial expectation.
The thick armor on their bodies and the iron-wood shield in their hands could not provide them with the slightest sense of security.
The Sixth Master is also very confident in his sword skills. He once asked Wu Biao, the leader of the village, for advice and got a positive evaluation. In his opinion, no matter how strong an archer is, once he is close, it will be like being beheaded. Like a crab that has lost its pincers, it is a dead end.
"That's..." Wu Biao, who was under the stone peak, suddenly shrank his pupils.
"In this case... let's see how long you can endure it."
"I'm in a big trough. The silver bow is combined with the terrifying power given by [Zhenwu Fist]. When the arrow is shot, it is comparable to the Barre sniper rifle on the earth... It is not more terrifying than the sniper rifle, it is like a cannon shell." It’s the same, this kind of destructive power is a bit amazing.”
"Cut his hand off!"
However, these arrows were unable to reach Li Mu at all. The range only reached half the distance before they exhausted themselves and fell crookedly to the ground. The so-called elite archers of Qingfeng Village were simply a joke.
As a strong swordsman, he saw in the sword light a charm that was close to that of the Tao.
At the same time, the arrows shot by the Blood Cavalry Army hit Li Mu like raindrops.
Although he is a martial arts madman, he is not really mad.
What responded to them was three black streams of light.
Just as he was sighing, the Blood Cavalry Army in the distance had already launched a charge.
Under the moonlight, this sword light is full of dreamlike colors.
The Sixth Master felt that his soul was intoxicated by the sword light. He did not want to hide or shout, for fear that the beauty of the sword light would be disturbed and broken, and his ferocious face was even more unknowingly. A smile appeared, as if he saw the smile of the girl next door who once made him crazy when he was a boy.
The military formation changed, like a sharp cone, moving along the mountain road, urging the war horses, and rushed towards the stone peak like a bloody undercurrent.
There was a rapid sound of trembling bow strings, like a fine thunderous explosion.
Another black force came, carving out a bloodstain of death on the metal hedgehog formation that had broken through the gap.
The remaining strong archers, under the cover of the spear and shield cavalry, rushed halfway and opened their bows to shoot arrows again. Countless arrows rained down on Shi Feng. This time, after closing the distance, the locust-like The arrows could finally cover Ye Qingyu's location.
"In this case... let's see how long you can endure it."
The Sixth Master is a man as tall and thin as a bamboo pole, with a face like a gray ray. He is the best master of Qinggong in Qingfeng Village. He holds a slender scimitar in his mouth, and he leaps up to the top of the mountain. Throwing away the rope, he saw only one person standing on the top of the mountain. He laughed ferociously, held the scimitar in his hand, and rushed over with a leap.
Two moons hang high.
More and more minions climbed up the stone peak. They shouted carefully, used Qinggong, moved around, changed directions, and rushed towards the old man in their eyes.
The Sixth Master is also very confident in his sword skills. He once asked Wu Biao, the leader of the village, for advice and got a positive evaluation. In his opinion, no matter how strong an archer is, once he is close, it will be like being beheaded. Like a crab that has lost its pincers, it is a dead end.
Outsiders who don't know the truth think that he is a fool who is not afraid of death, but in fact he is rough on the outside and subtle on the inside, and he also has scheming intentions. He deliberately created the image of a madman. In this cruel world of martial arts, any warrior can become famous. For decades, people have excelled themselves and will not be fools.
At the same time, there were more than forty Qingfeng Village minions with good light skills, carrying long rope hook locks on their backs. They rushed out on varnish horses and quickly approached the stone peak. Then they threw the hook locks in their hands and hooked them on the rocks. With the power of the rope, each one was as agile as an ape, approaching the top of the stone peak.
The moonlight is cold.
Maintaining a reputation for decades requires more than just madness.
This was the first time that he had actually used his archery skills in actual combat since he had mastered it.
The direction of the shot was exactly the stone peak where Li Mu was standing.
Like the brightest stars in the night sky, it is mesmerizing.
Under the three arrows, forty or fifty Qingfeng Village strong archers turned into flesh and blood mist and exploded.
These archers are all masters of the Aiki Realm, and the bows they hold are considered to be strong bows, capable of shooting hundreds of steps. They are archery masters that Wu Biao has carefully cultivated over the years. He once relied on these archers and the terrain of Qingfeng Village , repelled the encirclement and suppression by the Great Qin Empire's military, and also trapped and killed some pretentious Bai Dao strongmen, which can be regarded as one of the trump cards of the village leader Wu Biao.
It has to be said that the Qingfeng Village Blood Cavalry Army responded quickly and reasonably.
That's why he didn't rush forward immediately.
The mercury-like moonlight shines on these motionless figures, casting layers of shadows on the ground, just like the shadows of the man-eating trees in the devil's forest. There is a heart-stopping atmosphere.
The remaining strong archers, under the cover of the spear and shield cavalry, rushed halfway and opened their bows to shoot arrows again. Countless arrows rained down on Shi Feng. This time, after closing the distance, the locust-like The arrows could finally cover Ye Qingyu's location.
At the same time, there were more than forty Qingfeng Village minions with good light skills, carrying long rope hook locks on their backs. They rushed out on varnish horses and quickly approached the stone peak. Then they threw the hook locks in their hands and hooked them on the rocks. With the power of the rope, each one was as agile as an ape, approaching the top of the stone peak.
"Hold him."
This planet is a world of martial arts. There is what the old magic stick calls "spiritual energy" in the air. Everyone can practice martial arts and increase their physical strength. They have strength, speed and skills that far exceed those of people on earth. Therefore, the level of cold weapon combat is far higher. In the ancient times of Super Earth, the Blood Cavalry in front of me was just the elite of a stronghold that dominated the mountain. With such a reaction, you can imagine how terrifying the elite armies of the three empires were.
In less than a breath of time, forty or fifty Qingfeng Village minions died and disappeared like evaporation in an instant.
But if he did this, he knew very well what the consequences would be - he would definitely be hunted by the Qin Empire, and Qingfeng Village would never be able to hold on to it by then, so he had already made plans to flee in Taibai County after killing people, setting fire, and looting. Thousands of miles of preparation and the foundation of Qingfeng Village were lost. Anyway, his son was dead, so there was no use in keeping the village.
The hearts of all the minions in Qingfeng Village were gripped by deep fear.
"In this case... let's see how long you can endure it."
Among the Blood Cavalry Army, there were also archery masters who shot arrows in an instant.
[Breaking Souls with One Sword] Wu Biao was riding on the back of the listless [Jiuding Chrysanthemum Leopard], with a gloomy look on his face.
The direction of the shot was exactly the stone peak where Li Mu was standing.
Li Mu saw that Wu Biao, a martial arts madman, did not immediately launch a charge attack relying on his tyrannical force. Instead, he held back with some soldiers, as if he was still angry. He was observing and judging like a calm wolf king.
But after crossing such a long distance, these arrows were already weak, and most of the cavalry charges were inaccurate. Most of the arrows fell on the rocks and pine trees nearby. Occasionally, some shot On Li Mu's body, it was like scratching an itch. Even the skin of Li Mu's body that had been modified and improved by [Xiantian Kung Fu] and [Zhenwu Fist] could not be shot through. It was as if the shot was shot on thick special leather and was bounced away. go…
Several more figures from Qingfeng Village climbed up the stone peak with the help of ropes.
The power was far beyond his initial expectation.
The Blood Cavalry suffered heavy losses. Wu Biao only felt a little regretful in his heart, but he was not heartbroken.
But after crossing such a long distance, these arrows were already weak, and most of the cavalry charges were inaccurate. Most of the arrows fell on the rocks and pine trees nearby. Occasionally, some shot On Li Mu's body, it was like scratching an itch. Even the skin of Li Mu's body that had been modified and improved by [Xiantian Kung Fu] and [Zhenwu Fist] could not be shot through. It was as if the shot was shot on thick special leather and was bounced away. go…
The military formation changed, like a sharp cone, moving along the mountain road, urging the war horses, and rushed towards the stone peak like a bloody undercurrent.
Wherever the Xinghui sword light passed, all the Qingfeng Village minions stood frozen on the spot, maintaining a forward posture, holding weapons in their hands, and the expressions on their faces became strange, as if they had seen something extremely beautiful. Things were sluggish, and the top of the stone peak instantly became strange and quiet.
In an instant, the arrows were like locusts in the night sky, and it seemed like a heavy rain.
Madman Wu also has moments of calm.
Li Mu saw that Wu Biao, a martial arts madman, did not immediately launch a charge attack relying on his tyrannical force. Instead, he held back with some soldiers, as if he was still angry. He was observing and judging like a calm wolf king.
Several more figures from Qingfeng Village climbed up the stone peak with the help of ropes.
Under the three arrows, forty or fifty Qingfeng Village strong archers turned into flesh and blood mist and exploded.
Maintaining a reputation for decades requires more than just madness.
However, this did not make Li Mu shrink back.
"That's..." Wu Biao, who was under the stone peak, suddenly shrank his pupils.
At the same time, there were more than forty Qingfeng Village minions with good light skills, carrying long rope hook locks on their backs. They rushed out on varnish horses and quickly approached the stone peak. Then they threw the hook locks in their hands and hooked them on the rocks. With the power of the rope, each one was as agile as an ape, approaching the top of the stone peak.
Like the brightest stars in the night sky, it is mesmerizing.
The remaining strong archers, under the cover of the spear and shield cavalry, rushed halfway and opened their bows to shoot arrows again. Countless arrows rained down on Shi Feng. This time, after closing the distance, the locust-like The arrows could finally cover Ye Qingyu's location.
This planet is a world of martial arts. There is what the old magic stick calls "spiritual energy" in the air. Everyone can practice martial arts and increase their physical strength. They have strength, speed and skills that far exceed those of people on earth. Therefore, the level of cold weapon combat is far higher. In the ancient times of Super Earth, the Blood Cavalry in front of me was just the elite of a stronghold that dominated the mountain. With such a reaction, you can imagine how terrifying the elite armies of the three empires were.
"In this case... let's see how long you can endure it."
Another black force came, carving out a bloodstain of death on the metal hedgehog formation that had broken through the gap.
He cultivated these minions just to protect himself and to motivate himself. In his eyes, these minions were just chess pieces that could be abandoned at any time.
"kill!"
Li Mu stood on the stone peak in the distance, feeling shocked in his heart.
However, these arrows were unable to reach Li Mu at all. The range only reached half the distance before they exhausted themselves and fell crookedly to the ground. The so-called elite archers of Qingfeng Village were simply a joke.
The mercury-like moonlight shines on these motionless figures, casting layers of shadows on the ground, just like the shadows of the man-eating trees in the devil's forest. There is a heart-stopping atmosphere.
The direction of the shot was exactly the stone peak where Li Mu was standing.
Among the Blood Cavalry Army, there were also archery masters who shot arrows in an instant.
Li Mu set his mind and ignored the locust arrows that were shooting from the sky. Instead, he kept opening and closing the silver bow in his hand, performing continuous archery skills, and shot all the remaining dozen or so specially-made large wolf-tooth arrows in one breath. Came out.
At this time, Wu Biao, whose body was stained with the severed arm and blood plasma of the dead third master, [One Knife Cuts the Soul], murderous intent burst out in his eyes, pointed the bloody giant blade in front of him, and roared: "There... give it I'll get him out."
"That's..." Wu Biao, who was under the stone peak, suddenly shrank his pupils.
What responded to them was three black streams of light.
At the same time, the arrows shot by the Blood Cavalry Army hit Li Mu like raindrops.
[Breaking Souls with One Sword] Wu Biao was riding on the back of the listless [Jiuding Chrysanthemum Leopard], with a gloomy look on his face.
[Destroy the Soul with One Sword] Wu Biao indeed sensed the correct direction.
Under the moonlight, this sword light is full of dreamlike colors.
The military formation changed, like a sharp cone, moving along the mountain road, urging the war horses, and rushed towards the stone peak like a bloody undercurrent.
What responded to them was three black streams of light.
But after crossing such a long distance, these arrows were already weak, and most of the cavalry charges were inaccurate. Most of the arrows fell on the rocks and pine trees nearby. Occasionally, some shot On Li Mu's body, it was like scratching an itch. Even the skin of Li Mu's body that had been modified and improved by [Xiantian Kung Fu] and [Zhenwu Fist] could not be shot through. It was as if the shot was shot on thick special leather and was bounced away. go…
The Blood Cavalry suffered heavy losses. Wu Biao only felt a little regretful in his heart, but he was not heartbroken.
It has to be said that the Qingfeng Village Blood Cavalry Army responded quickly and reasonably.
It has to be said that the Qingfeng Village Blood Cavalry Army responded quickly and reasonably.
The power was far beyond his initial expectation.
Whoosh!
He finally noticed the direction from which the terrible arrow was coming.
The thick armor on their bodies and the iron-wood shield in their hands could not provide them with the slightest sense of security.
On the complete opposite side of this, the big spiked arrows shot by Li Mu were like precision-guided missiles. They hit the team of gun-shield minions and strong-bow minions charging on the mountain road below, and they were extremely powerful. , directly causing a devastating blow. More than a hundred Qingfeng Village minions were shot to pieces in an instant, and their limbs were torn into pieces. At the same time, rocks exploded and flew away. In the flying dust, some minions were killed and injured...
Just as he was sighing, the Blood Cavalry Army in the distance had already launched a charge.
The Blood Cavalry suffered heavy losses. Wu Biao only felt a little regretful in his heart, but he was not heartbroken.
Li Mu saw that Wu Biao, a martial arts madman, did not immediately launch a charge attack relying on his tyrannical force. Instead, he held back with some soldiers, as if he was still angry. He was observing and judging like a calm wolf king.
At this time, the elite Qinggong experts headed by Master Liu had finally climbed to the top of the approximately 100-meter-high stone peak with the help of rope hooks.
Another black force came, carving out a bloodstain of death on the metal hedgehog formation that had broken through the gap.
This is simply an asymmetric massacre.
He wanted to bloodbath Taibai County.
"Cut his hand off!"
This is simply an asymmetric massacre.
Everything happened in an instant like a disaster.
Among the Blood Cavalry Army, there were also archery masters who shot arrows in an instant.
It has to be said that the Qingfeng Village Blood Cavalry Army responded quickly and reasonably.
[Breaking Souls with One Sword] Wu Biao was riding on the back of the listless [Jiuding Chrysanthemum Leopard], with a gloomy look on his face.
The moonlight is cold.
Then, the same thing happens.
He wanted to bloodbath Taibai County.
"kill!"
What responded to them was three black streams of light.
Then, the same thing happens.
"With this kind of archery skills and power... could it be that the powerful men from the world-famous [Controlling String Camp] under Shenzong [Guanshan Ranch] have arrived? Impossible, how could the big shots in [Controlling String Camp] appear here?" In such a remote place? On the northwest martial arts road, even Li Buyu, who is known as the master of archery [Shooting Heavenly Wolf], is not so domineering in archery."
It has to be said that the Qingfeng Village Blood Cavalry Army responded quickly and reasonably.
Maintaining a reputation for decades requires more than just madness.
However, these arrows were unable to reach Li Mu at all. The range only reached half the distance before they exhausted themselves and fell crookedly to the ground. The so-called elite archers of Qingfeng Village were simply a joke.
Boom boom boom!
The Blood Cavalry suffered heavy losses. Wu Biao only felt a little regretful in his heart, but he was not heartbroken.
Wu Biao's mind was spinning.
Among the Blood Cavalry Army, there were also archery masters who shot arrows in an instant.
The old man did not hide.
There was a rapid sound of trembling bow strings, like a fine thunderous explosion.
The Sixth Master felt that his soul was intoxicated by the sword light. He did not want to hide or shout, for fear that the beauty of the sword light would be disturbed and broken, and his ferocious face was even more unknowingly. A smile appeared, as if he saw the smile of the girl next door who once made him crazy when he was a boy.
[Destroy the Soul with One Sword] Wu Biao indeed sensed the correct direction.
That's why he didn't rush forward immediately.
[Breaking Souls with One Sword] Wu Biao was riding on the back of the listless [Jiuding Chrysanthemum Leopard], with a gloomy look on his face.
The moonlight is cold.
These archers are all masters of the Aiki Realm, and the bows they hold are considered to be strong bows, capable of shooting hundreds of steps. They are archery masters that Wu Biao has carefully cultivated over the years. He once relied on these archers and the terrain of Qingfeng Village , repelled the encirclement and suppression by the Great Qin Empire's military, and also trapped and killed some pretentious Bai Dao strongmen, which can be regarded as one of the trump cards of the village leader Wu Biao.
That's why he didn't rush forward immediately.
This archery skill is so overbearing, strong and terrifying.
Wu Biao's eyes looked toward the distant stone peak with flames of hatred and anger.
Everything happened in an instant like a disaster.
That's why he didn't rush forward immediately.
Although he is a martial arts madman, he is not really mad.
The Sixth Master felt that his soul was intoxicated by the sword light. He did not want to hide or shout, for fear that the beauty of the sword light would be disturbed and broken, and his ferocious face was even more unknowingly. A smile appeared, as if he saw the smile of the girl next door who once made him crazy when he was a boy.
That's why he didn't rush forward immediately.
Wu Biao's eyes looked toward the distant stone peak with flames of hatred and anger.
Wu Biao's mind was spinning.
But after crossing such a long distance, these arrows were already weak, and most of the cavalry charges were inaccurate. Most of the arrows fell on the rocks and pine trees nearby. Occasionally, some shot On Li Mu's body, it was like scratching an itch. Even the skin of Li Mu's body that had been modified and improved by [Xiantian Kung Fu] and [Zhenwu Fist] could not be shot through. It was as if the shot was shot on thick special leather and was bounced away. go…
This planet is a world of martial arts. There is what the old magic stick calls "spiritual energy" in the air. Everyone can practice martial arts and increase their physical strength. They have strength, speed and skills that far exceed those of people on earth. Therefore, the level of cold weapon combat is far higher. In the ancient times of Super Earth, the Blood Cavalry in front of me was just the elite of a stronghold that dominated the mountain. With such a reaction, you can imagine how terrifying the elite armies of the three empires were.
Maintaining a reputation for decades requires more than just madness.
Although he is a martial arts madman, he is not really mad.
This is simply an asymmetric massacre.
Outsiders who don't know the truth think that he is a fool who is not afraid of death, but in fact he is rough on the outside and subtle on the inside, and he also has scheming intentions. He deliberately created the image of a madman. In this cruel world of martial arts, any warrior can become famous. For decades, people have excelled themselves and will not be fools.
"I'm in a big trough. The silver bow is combined with the terrifying power given by [Zhenwu Fist]. When the arrow is shot, it is comparable to the Barre sniper rifle on the earth... It is not more terrifying than the sniper rifle, it is like a cannon shell." It’s the same, this kind of destructive power is a bit amazing.”
On the complete opposite side of this, the big spiked arrows shot by Li Mu were like precision-guided missiles. They hit the team of gun-shield minions and strong-bow minions charging on the mountain road below, and they were extremely powerful. , directly causing a devastating blow. More than a hundred Qingfeng Village minions were shot to pieces in an instant, and their limbs were torn into pieces. At the same time, rocks exploded and flew away. In the flying dust, some minions were killed and injured...
The remaining strong archers, under the cover of the spear and shield cavalry, rushed halfway and opened their bows to shoot arrows again. Countless arrows rained down on Shi Feng. This time, after closing the distance, the locust-like The arrows could finally cover Ye Qingyu's location.
Wherever the Xinghui sword light passed, all the Qingfeng Village minions stood frozen on the spot, maintaining a forward posture, holding weapons in their hands, and the expressions on their faces became strange, as if they had seen something extremely beautiful. Things were sluggish, and the top of the stone peak instantly became strange and quiet.
The Blood Cavalry suffered heavy losses. Wu Biao only felt a little regretful in his heart, but he was not heartbroken.
That's why he didn't rush forward immediately.
Li Mu saw that Wu Biao, a martial arts madman, did not immediately launch a charge attack relying on his tyrannical force. Instead, he held back with some soldiers, as if he was still angry. He was observing and judging like a calm wolf king.
The bow shook like a thunderbolt.
He cultivated these minions just to protect himself and to motivate himself. In his eyes, these minions were just chess pieces that could be abandoned at any time.
But if he did this, he knew very well what the consequences would be - he would definitely be hunted by the Qin Empire, and Qingfeng Village would never be able to hold on to it by then, so he had already made plans to flee in Taibai County after killing people, setting fire, and looting. Thousands of miles of preparation and the foundation of Qingfeng Village were lost. Anyway, his son was dead, so there was no use in keeping the village.
The Sixth Master is a man as tall and thin as a bamboo pole, with a face like a gray ray. He is the best master of Qinggong in Qingfeng Village. He holds a slender scimitar in his mouth, and he leaps up to the top of the mountain. Throwing away the rope, he saw only one person standing on the top of the mountain. He laughed ferociously, held the scimitar in his hand, and rushed over with a leap.
The Sixth Master felt that his soul was intoxicated by the sword light. He did not want to hide or shout, for fear that the beauty of the sword light would be disturbed and broken, and his ferocious face was even more unknowingly. A smile appeared, as if he saw the smile of the girl next door who once made him crazy when he was a boy.
The mercury-like moonlight shines on these motionless figures, casting layers of shadows on the ground, just like the shadows of the man-eating trees in the devil's forest. There is a heart-stopping atmosphere.
This archery skill is so overbearing, strong and terrifying.
[Destroy the Soul with One Sword] Wu Biao indeed sensed the correct direction.
In an instant, the arrows were like locusts in the night sky, and it seemed like a heavy rain.
This time, in order to avenge his son, Wu Biao could be said to have sent out all the elites in the village.
They were surprised to see the Sixth Master standing there as if they were petrified, but they immediately rushed towards the burly old man on the top of the mountain. This old man should have been the one who shot the cold arrow suddenly. Hands on, their mission is to entangle this archer so that he can no longer make sneak attacks...
These archers are all masters of the Aiki Realm, and the bows they hold are considered to be strong bows, capable of shooting hundreds of steps. They are archery masters that Wu Biao has carefully cultivated over the years. He once relied on these archers and the terrain of Qingfeng Village , repelled the encirclement and suppression by the Great Qin Empire's military, and also trapped and killed some pretentious Bai Dao strongmen, which can be regarded as one of the trump cards of the village leader Wu Biao.
But if he did this, he knew very well what the consequences would be - he would definitely be hunted by the Qin Empire, and Qingfeng Village would never be able to hold on to it by then, so he had already made plans to flee in Taibai County after killing people, setting fire, and looting. Thousands of miles of preparation and the foundation of Qingfeng Village were lost. Anyway, his son was dead, so there was no use in keeping the village.
Outsiders who don't know the truth think that he is a fool who is not afraid of death, but in fact he is rough on the outside and subtle on the inside, and he also has scheming intentions. He deliberately created the image of a madman. In this cruel world of martial arts, any warrior can become famous. For decades, people have excelled themselves and will not be fools.
He wanted to bloodbath Taibai County.
The hearts of all the minions in Qingfeng Village were gripped by deep fear.
The Blood Cavalry suffered heavy losses. Wu Biao only felt a little regretful in his heart, but he was not heartbroken.
These archers are all masters of the Aiki Realm, and the bows they hold are considered to be strong bows, capable of shooting hundreds of steps. They are archery masters that Wu Biao has carefully cultivated over the years. He once relied on these archers and the terrain of Qingfeng Village , repelled the encirclement and suppression by the Great Qin Empire's military, and also trapped and killed some pretentious Bai Dao strongmen, which can be regarded as one of the trump cards of the village leader Wu Biao.
The power was far beyond his initial expectation.
At the same time, there were more than forty Qingfeng Village minions with good light skills, carrying long rope hook locks on their backs. They rushed out on varnish horses and quickly approached the stone peak. Then they threw the hook locks in their hands and hooked them on the rocks. With the power of the rope, each one was as agile as an ape, approaching the top of the stone peak.
The mercury-like moonlight shines on these motionless figures, casting layers of shadows on the ground, just like the shadows of the man-eating trees in the devil's forest. There is a heart-stopping atmosphere.
The slender scimitar drew a streak of white light under the moonlight.
But if he did this, he knew very well what the consequences would be - he would definitely be hunted by the Qin Empire, and Qingfeng Village would never be able to hold on to it by then, so he had already made plans to flee in Taibai County after killing people, setting fire, and looting. Thousands of miles of preparation and the foundation of Qingfeng Village were lost. Anyway, his son was dead, so there was no use in keeping the village.
The moonlight is cold.
Then, the same thing happens.
Just as he was sighing, the Blood Cavalry Army in the distance had already launched a charge.
Wu Biao's eyes looked toward the distant stone peak with flames of hatred and anger.
This archery skill is so overbearing, strong and terrifying.
Two moons hang high.
"I'm in a big trough. The silver bow is combined with the terrifying power given by [Zhenwu Fist]. When the arrow is shot, it is comparable to the Barre sniper rifle on the earth... It is not more terrifying than the sniper rifle, it is like a cannon shell." It’s the same, this kind of destructive power is a bit amazing.”
At this time, the elite Qinggong experts headed by Master Liu had finally climbed to the top of the approximately 100-meter-high stone peak with the help of rope hooks.
"Cut his hand off!"
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
This planet is a world of martial arts. There is what the old magic stick calls "spiritual energy" in the air. Everyone can practice martial arts and increase their physical strength. They have strength, speed and skills that far exceed those of people on earth. Therefore, the level of cold weapon combat is far higher. In the ancient times of Super Earth, the Blood Cavalry in front of me was just the elite of a stronghold that dominated the mountain. With such a reaction, you can imagine how terrifying the elite armies of the three empires were.
Whoosh!
The remaining strong archers, under the cover of the spear and shield cavalry, rushed halfway and opened their bows to shoot arrows again. Countless arrows rained down on Shi Feng. This time, after closing the distance, the locust-like The arrows could finally cover Ye Qingyu's location.
The Sixth Master is a man as tall and thin as a bamboo pole, with a face like a gray ray. He is the best master of Qinggong in Qingfeng Village. He holds a slender scimitar in his mouth, and he leaps up to the top of the mountain. Throwing away the rope, he saw only one person standing on the top of the mountain. He laughed ferociously, held the scimitar in his hand, and rushed over with a leap.
The bow shook like a thunderbolt.
There was a rapid sound of trembling bow strings, like a fine thunderous explosion.
Like the brightest stars in the night sky, it is mesmerizing.
At this time, the elite Qinggong experts headed by Master Liu had finally climbed to the top of the approximately 100-meter-high stone peak with the help of rope hooks.
Whoosh whoosh!
The slender scimitar drew a streak of white light under the moonlight.
Just as he was sighing, the Blood Cavalry Army in the distance had already launched a charge.
The Sixth Master felt that his soul was intoxicated by the sword light. He did not want to hide or shout, for fear that the beauty of the sword light would be disturbed and broken, and his ferocious face was even more unknowingly. A smile appeared, as if he saw the smile of the girl next door who once made him crazy when he was a boy.
"Cut his hand off!"
The Sixth Master is also very confident in his sword skills. He once asked Wu Biao, the leader of the village, for advice and got a positive evaluation. In his opinion, no matter how strong an archer is, once he is close, it will be like being beheaded. Like a crab that has lost its pincers, it is a dead end.
"kill!"
Two moons hang high.
The old man did not hide.
However, this did not make Li Mu shrink back.
Wu Biao's mind was spinning.
At the same time, the arrows shot by the Blood Cavalry Army hit Li Mu like raindrops.
As a strong swordsman, he saw in the sword light a charm that was close to that of the Tao.
Although he is a martial arts madman, he is not really mad.
However, what greeted him was also the light of a sword.
The remaining strong archers, under the cover of the spear and shield cavalry, rushed halfway and opened their bows to shoot arrows again. Countless arrows rained down on Shi Feng. This time, after closing the distance, the locust-like The arrows could finally cover Ye Qingyu's location.
The mercury-like moonlight shines on these motionless figures, casting layers of shadows on the ground, just like the shadows of the man-eating trees in the devil's forest. There is a heart-stopping atmosphere.
The military formation changed, like a sharp cone, moving along the mountain road, urging the war horses, and rushed towards the stone peak like a bloody undercurrent.
What responded to them was three black streams of light.
The Sixth Master felt that his soul was intoxicated by the sword light. He did not want to hide or shout, for fear that the beauty of the sword light would be disturbed and broken, and his ferocious face was even more unknowingly. A smile appeared, as if he saw the smile of the girl next door who once made him crazy when he was a boy.
Although he is a martial arts madman, he is not really mad.
He cultivated these minions just to protect himself and to motivate himself. In his eyes, these minions were just chess pieces that could be abandoned at any time.
This is simply an asymmetric massacre.
Under the moonlight, this sword light is full of dreamlike colors.
The military formation changed, like a sharp cone, moving along the mountain road, urging the war horses, and rushed towards the stone peak like a bloody undercurrent.
In an instant, the arrows were like locusts in the night sky, and it seemed like a heavy rain.
The mercury-like moonlight shines on these motionless figures, casting layers of shadows on the ground, just like the shadows of the man-eating trees in the devil's forest. There is a heart-stopping atmosphere.
But if he did this, he knew very well what the consequences would be - he would definitely be hunted by the Qin Empire, and Qingfeng Village would never be able to hold on to it by then, so he had already made plans to flee in Taibai County after killing people, setting fire, and looting. Thousands of miles of preparation and the foundation of Qingfeng Village were lost. Anyway, his son was dead, so there was no use in keeping the village.
He wanted to bloodbath Taibai County.
At this time, Wu Biao, whose body was stained with the severed arm and blood plasma of the dead third master, [One Knife Cuts the Soul], murderous intent burst out in his eyes, pointed the bloody giant blade in front of him, and roared: "There... give it I'll get him out."
Whoosh whoosh!
The Sixth Master felt that his soul was intoxicated by the sword light. He did not want to hide or shout, for fear that the beauty of the sword light would be disturbed and broken, and his ferocious face was even more unknowingly. A smile appeared, as if he saw the smile of the girl next door who once made him crazy when he was a boy.
At this time, Wu Biao, whose body was stained with the severed arm and blood plasma of the dead third master, [One Knife Cuts the Soul], murderous intent burst out in his eyes, pointed the bloody giant blade in front of him, and roared: "There... give it I'll get him out."
The power was far beyond his initial expectation.
"That's..." Wu Biao, who was under the stone peak, suddenly shrank his pupils.
This was the first time that he had actually used his archery skills in actual combat since he had mastered it.
At this time, Wu Biao, whose body was stained with the severed arm and blood plasma of the dead third master, [One Knife Cuts the Soul], murderous intent burst out in his eyes, pointed the bloody giant blade in front of him, and roared: "There... give it I'll get him out."
"I'm in a big trough. The silver bow is combined with the terrifying power given by [Zhenwu Fist]. When the arrow is shot, it is comparable to the Barre sniper rifle on the earth... It is not more terrifying than the sniper rifle, it is like a cannon shell." It’s the same, this kind of destructive power is a bit amazing.”
It has to be said that the Qingfeng Village Blood Cavalry Army responded quickly and reasonably.
As a strong swordsman, he saw in the sword light a charm that was close to that of the Tao.
But after crossing such a long distance, these arrows were already weak, and most of the cavalry charges were inaccurate. Most of the arrows fell on the rocks and pine trees nearby. Occasionally, some shot On Li Mu's body, it was like scratching an itch. Even the skin of Li Mu's body that had been modified and improved by [Xiantian Kung Fu] and [Zhenwu Fist] could not be shot through. It was as if the shot was shot on thick special leather and was bounced away. go…
Li Mu set his mind and ignored the locust arrows that were shooting from the sky. Instead, he kept opening and closing the silver bow in his hand, performing continuous archery skills, and shot all the remaining dozen or so specially-made large wolf-tooth arrows in one breath. Came out.
At this time, another sword light emerged.
Whoosh whoosh!
"kill!"
He wanted to bloodbath Taibai County.
The direction of the shot was exactly the stone peak where Li Mu was standing.
However, these arrows were unable to reach Li Mu at all. The range only reached half the distance before they exhausted themselves and fell crookedly to the ground. The so-called elite archers of Qingfeng Village were simply a joke.
"That's..." Wu Biao, who was under the stone peak, suddenly shrank his pupils.
Several more figures from Qingfeng Village climbed up the stone peak with the help of ropes.
Madman Wu also has moments of calm.
Although he is a martial arts madman, he is not really mad.
However, this did not make Li Mu shrink back.
There was a rapid sound of trembling bow strings, like a fine thunderous explosion.
The thick armor on their bodies and the iron-wood shield in their hands could not provide them with the slightest sense of security.
At the same time, the arrows shot by the Blood Cavalry Army hit Li Mu like raindrops.
They were surprised to see the Sixth Master standing there as if they were petrified, but they immediately rushed towards the burly old man on the top of the mountain. This old man should have been the one who shot the cold arrow suddenly. Hands on, their mission is to entangle this archer so that he can no longer make sneak attacks...
Madman Wu also has moments of calm.
Li Mu saw that Wu Biao, a martial arts madman, did not immediately launch a charge attack relying on his tyrannical force. Instead, he held back with some soldiers, as if he was still angry. He was observing and judging like a calm wolf king.
The old man did not hide.
Whoosh whoosh!
Madman Wu also has moments of calm.
The hearts of all the minions in Qingfeng Village were gripped by deep fear.
This archery skill is so overbearing, strong and terrifying.
The hearts of all the minions in Qingfeng Village were gripped by deep fear.
In less than a breath of time, forty or fifty Qingfeng Village minions died and disappeared like evaporation in an instant.
The direction of the shot was exactly the stone peak where Li Mu was standing.
At this time, the elite Qinggong experts headed by Master Liu had finally climbed to the top of the approximately 100-meter-high stone peak with the help of rope hooks.
"kill!"
"With this kind of archery skills and power... could it be that the powerful men from the world-famous [Controlling String Camp] under Shenzong [Guanshan Ranch] have arrived? Impossible, how could the big shots in [Controlling String Camp] appear here?" In such a remote place? On the northwest martial arts road, even Li Buyu, who is known as the master of archery [Shooting Heavenly Wolf], is not so domineering in archery."
The power was far beyond his initial expectation.
The power was far beyond his initial expectation.
Although he is a martial arts madman, he is not really mad.
"Hold him."
At the same time, the arrows shot by the Blood Cavalry Army hit Li Mu like raindrops.
The thick armor on their bodies and the iron-wood shield in their hands could not provide them with the slightest sense of security.
Outsiders who don't know the truth think that he is a fool who is not afraid of death, but in fact he is rough on the outside and subtle on the inside, and he also has scheming intentions. He deliberately created the image of a madman. In this cruel world of martial arts, any warrior can become famous. For decades, people have excelled themselves and will not be fools.
Another black force came, carving out a bloodstain of death on the metal hedgehog formation that had broken through the gap.
Whoosh whoosh!
"In this case... let's see how long you can endure it."
Whoosh!
"Cut his hand off!"
The power was far beyond his initial expectation.
Li Mu set his mind and ignored the locust arrows that were shooting from the sky. Instead, he kept opening and closing the silver bow in his hand, performing continuous archery skills, and shot all the remaining dozen or so specially-made large wolf-tooth arrows in one breath. Came out.
They were surprised to see the Sixth Master standing there as if they were petrified, but they immediately rushed towards the burly old man on the top of the mountain. This old man should have been the one who shot the cold arrow suddenly. Hands on, their mission is to entangle this archer so that he can no longer make sneak attacks...
At the same time, there were more than forty Qingfeng Village minions with good light skills, carrying long rope hook locks on their backs. They rushed out on varnish horses and quickly approached the stone peak. Then they threw the hook locks in their hands and hooked them on the rocks. With the power of the rope, each one was as agile as an ape, approaching the top of the stone peak.
Everything happened in an instant like a disaster.
More and more minions climbed up the stone peak. They shouted carefully, used Qinggong, moved around, changed directions, and rushed towards the old man in their eyes.
"Cut his hand off!"
Wu Biao's eyes looked toward the distant stone peak with flames of hatred and anger.
At this time, another sword light emerged.
Wherever the Xinghui sword light passed, all the Qingfeng Village minions stood frozen on the spot, maintaining a forward posture, holding weapons in their hands, and the expressions on their faces became strange, as if they had seen something extremely beautiful. Things were sluggish, and the top of the stone peak instantly became strange and quiet.
However, what greeted him was also the light of a sword.
"I'm in a big trough. The silver bow is combined with the terrifying power given by [Zhenwu Fist]. When the arrow is shot, it is comparable to the Barre sniper rifle on the earth... It is not more terrifying than the sniper rifle, it is like a cannon shell." It’s the same, this kind of destructive power is a bit amazing.”
Whoosh whoosh!
However, this did not make Li Mu shrink back.
Like the brightest stars in the night sky, it is mesmerizing.
This time, in order to avenge his son, Wu Biao could be said to have sent out all the elites in the village.
But if he did this, he knew very well what the consequences would be - he would definitely be hunted by the Qin Empire, and Qingfeng Village would never be able to hold on to it by then, so he had already made plans to flee in Taibai County after killing people, setting fire, and looting. Thousands of miles of preparation and the foundation of Qingfeng Village were lost. Anyway, his son was dead, so there was no use in keeping the village.
Two moons hang high.
In less than a breath of time, forty or fifty Qingfeng Village minions died and disappeared like evaporation in an instant.
They were surprised to see the Sixth Master standing there as if they were petrified, but they immediately rushed towards the burly old man on the top of the mountain. This old man should have been the one who shot the cold arrow suddenly. Hands on, their mission is to entangle this archer so that he can no longer make sneak attacks...
Wherever the Xinghui sword light passed, all the Qingfeng Village minions stood frozen on the spot, maintaining a forward posture, holding weapons in their hands, and the expressions on their faces became strange, as if they had seen something extremely beautiful. Things were sluggish, and the top of the stone peak instantly became strange and quiet.
Outsiders who don't know the truth think that he is a fool who is not afraid of death, but in fact he is rough on the outside and subtle on the inside, and he also has scheming intentions. He deliberately created the image of a madman. In this cruel world of martial arts, any warrior can become famous. For decades, people have excelled themselves and will not be fools.
The military formation changed, like a sharp cone, moving along the mountain road, urging the war horses, and rushed towards the stone peak like a bloody undercurrent.
The bow shook like a thunderbolt.
Two moons hang high.
What responded to them was three black streams of light.
The direction of the shot was exactly the stone peak where Li Mu was standing.
[Destroy the Soul with One Sword] Wu Biao indeed sensed the correct direction.
At the same time, there were more than forty Qingfeng Village minions with good light skills, carrying long rope hook locks on their backs. They rushed out on varnish horses and quickly approached the stone peak. Then they threw the hook locks in their hands and hooked them on the rocks. With the power of the rope, each one was as agile as an ape, approaching the top of the stone peak.
The moonlight is cold.
The power was far beyond his initial expectation.
The Blood Cavalry suffered heavy losses. Wu Biao only felt a little regretful in his heart, but he was not heartbroken.
[Destroy the Soul with One Sword] Wu Biao indeed sensed the correct direction.
The mercury-like moonlight shines on these motionless figures, casting layers of shadows on the ground, just like the shadows of the man-eating trees in the devil's forest. There is a heart-stopping atmosphere.
The old man did not hide.
The Blood Cavalry suffered heavy losses. Wu Biao only felt a little regretful in his heart, but he was not heartbroken.