The long bow's divine light flowed, and Feng Xing's arrow exhausted almost all the witchcraft power in his body.
With Feng Xing's current strength, his strongest killing move could only activate three arrows a day. He had just shot a fatal arrow, and this time he injected all the witchcraft power required for the remaining two arrows into the long bow.
With twice the magic power, the golden arrow turned into a stream of light, several times faster than the previous arrow, and its lethality was more than ten times stronger. The bow string vibrated, and all five fingers of Feng Xing's right hand were split simultaneously, and large amounts of blood were sprinkled on the long bow that shone with divine light.
Taking a deep breath, Feng Xing turned around and ran away as fast as possible without looking at the result of his arrow. The green storm rolled behind him, and a pair of green wings spread out in the rotating wind shadow, lightly attached to his back.
Dozens of afterimages flashed past, and Feng Xing disappeared without a trace after a few ups and downs.
Arrows are like electricity, like light, like impermanence.
Having just subdued two great warriors of the Jia tribe, and enjoying the envious and jealous looks of his companions, the young man of the Yu tribe smiled and wanted to say something. The armor on his body suddenly lit up, and countless runes from the exquisite runes on the armor spurted out, turning into twelve long chains of blood-colored runes as thick as a thumb on the surface of his body, spinning rapidly with a harsh whistling sound.
Golden arrows shot out, and one long chain of blood-colored runes slammed into the golden arrows one after another.
Golden and blood-colored light spots splashed, and with a terrible cracking sound, the long chains of blood-colored runes were shattered one by one, and the golden arrows arrived in front of the Yu tribe youth like a piece of wood.
The young man of the Yu clan screamed in despair. A blood-colored round jade talisman had already reached the palm of his hand. As long as he pinched the jade talisman open, the amulet personally refined by the elders of his clan could bless him with a high-level defensive barrier of the Witch King. .
Feng Xing's arrow with all his strength was extremely powerful, but it was impossible to break through the defense of the high-level Witch King.
But as soon as his fingers clasped the jade talisman, the arrow penetrated deeply into the eyes of the young man of the Yu tribe. It was three feet and six inches long, with an ordinary fine steel arrowhead and an ordinary ironwood arrow shaft. A jade coin could buy a thousand The arrow pierced deeply into the head of the Yu tribe youth, and then a ball of golden light suddenly exploded.
The Yu tribe youth's head exploded, the golden arrow pierced his helmet, and hit the heart of the Yu tribe youth behind him.
"Blood Moon is up!" All the Yu Clan youths and the Jia Clan guards around them exclaimed in unison, watching helplessly as the arrow once again penetrated a set of high-quality armor forged by the master craftsman of the Blood Moon lineage. , and shot the pale-faced young man of the Yu tribe into the air, flying more than a hundred feet away in an awkward manner.
The golden arrow shook violently and roared. The young man of the Yu tribe was shot through the chest by the arrow. The arrow pinned him to a cliff. The much dimmed golden light on the arrow shaft exploded, and the arrow turned into ashes and scattered. A bloody hole the size of a basin was also blasted on the chest of the Yu youth.
"Save me!" The young man from the Yu tribe who was shot away fell heavily to the ground. The twelve guards from the Jia tribe who were with him rushed forward in fear and hurriedly took out the life-saving elixir without any regard for wasting it. Pour it into his mouth.
There was even a warrior from the Jia tribe who cut his own wrist veins and stimulated his life essence and blood to spray on the chest of the Yu tribe youth. The seriously injured young man of the Yu tribe recited a spell loudly, and the blood-colored vortex in his eyebrows turned. The blood of the Jia tribe warrior, which contained huge vitality, was continuously devoured by his wound. The muscles near the wound squirmed rapidly, and soon the wound shrunk to Fist size.
"What a terrible arrow!" The young people of the Yu tribe looked at each other, not daring to say a word.
There were more than a hundred young people from the Yu tribe present, and they brought thousands of Jia tribe warriors, and the number of accompanying servants and slave warriors exceeded 50,000.
But Fengxing's arrow was like a basin of cold water poured down, completely extinguishing the original burning passion for fighting in their hearts.
They are the superior nobles of the Yu tribe. Let them lead their armies to sweep away those weak indigenous villages, kill their old people, plunder their young men, and rob their wealth. This is an extremely pleasing thing. Only then can they achieve military success and wealth. is their pursuit.
They are asked to risk their lives and risk being shot in the head with an arrow at any time to fight against the human coalition...
"We must pass on the information here to General Dicha. We have encountered the legendary human army. What stands in front of us is no longer the militia of the small tribes, but the regular human army!" The eldest young man from the Yu tribe put forward his opinion seriously.
"Well, everyone knows very well that we are just pushed out by our respective families to practice and accumulate military merit. We are not formal soldiers of the Blood Moon Legion. We should not do things like fighting against those ferocious and barbaric natives." A young man from the Yu tribe said seriously: "Ju Fanluo and Di Lin were killed. Should we distribute their subordinates equally?"
"My lords!" The Jia warrior who was kneeling on the ground and attacking Ji Hao several times with his long bow screamed at the top of his lungs: "There are only a few of them, there are only five or six of them! And they have all been hit by Lord Di Lin." The blood curse! They can no longer fight!"
The Jia warrior stood up, took out a dagger and stabbed himself in the chest. Then he used his own blood to draw a blood symbol with cruel beauty on his face: "I swear on my life." , they have been hit by Master Di Lin’s blood curse, and they are unable to fight anymore! As long as the adults lead people to rush up and remove their heads, what a rich... reward!"
The eyes of the young people of the Yu tribe all lit up.
Ji Hao and the others fell under Di Lin's blood curse? In other words, their blood is now withered and they are already dying!
And they killed Di Lin and Ju Fanluo. The families behind these two people were ranked in the top thirty among the wealthy families of the Blood Moon lineage. They were among the top families.
According to the unspoken rules of the Yu clan nobles, Ju Fanluo and Di Lin were killed. If they could kill the culprits who killed them, the two families would have to pay a huge amount of real money just for their own reputations. Buy this military merit from them to wash away the shame.
"We cannot allow the brutal natives who killed our companions to escape." The youth of the Yu tribe who first suggested retreat roared more seriously: "Catch them and kill them! This credit must belong to me!"
There was a loud clang, and the space bracelets on the wrists of the Yu tribe youths kept lighting up. A large number of sword-edge spider puppets were released by them, swarming up the valley and chasing Ji Hao and others.
In a short period of time, Ji Hao and others had escaped dozens of miles along the valley.
Ji Hao's token was vibrating violently, and waves of messages continued to be transmitted.
Three hundred miles in front of them, a great wizard from the witch palace who came to the rescue urgently had already laid out the 'Thousands of Insects and Thousands of Gu Array', waiting for Ji Hao to lead the enemies behind him into an ambush circle.
(End of chapter)