"Xiao Tang," Xiao Sheng suddenly said with emotion, "How come this "Hot-Blooded Academy" is so beautifully written? I can't put it down. If I could beat Zhou Zhengjunzi, I would definitely lock him up in the Demon City and make him write for me every day."
"Boss Xiao, you are watching so intently, aren't you afraid of being shot through the heart by an arrow?" Yan Xiaotang sneered.
"If someone can shoot an arrow through my heart from a hundred steps away, then it would be worth dying at the hands of that person." Xiao Sheng smiled.
After the Thirteen Eagles fell off their horses, their power was greatly reduced, especially Ling Ran, who was proficient in assassination. At this moment, he finally showed his strength, moving among the crowd, and swinging the two thin blades in his hands continuously, cutting through all the soft armor on everyone's body.
"Boss, what should we do?" an Eagle asked in panic.
"At least one must be killed." The leader rushed towards Gu Ye with a spear in hand.
Gu Ye was startled: "Why did you choose me?"
"Make way for the leader." One of the Eagles shouted, and the rest of the Eagles waved their spears and protected the leader, blocking the attack of Ling Ran and others.
"Even if Dongfang Yun and the city lord have a past, you can't sacrifice me like this." Gu Ye said anxiously, "It's terrible, it's going to end here today." Although he said it timidly, Gu Ye's hands moved swiftly and immediately pulled the bowstring to its full extent.
"Please bear with it for a moment." Xiao Sheng said lightly.
"Alas." Gu Ye sighed lightly, and gently tilted his hand. The long arrow flew out of the air and brushed past the visor of the Eagle leader. The Eagle leader roared angrily and stabbed Gu Ye's shoulder with the spear in his hand.
Zhao Xiaqiu arrived at this time and swung his two swords fiercely.
"Enough." Xiao Sheng closed the book and raised his head suddenly.
He saw a long red arrow piercing through the crowd and rushing towards his face. Xiao Sheng opened his hands and suddenly closed them, smashing the red arrow into pieces. He looked into the distance and said calmly: "I have heard that Wang Ruoxu, the head of the Wang family of the four major families, has a long bow, the Vermillion Bird, which can pierce the heart for a hundred miles. Today I see it..."
Xiao Sheng stretched out a finger and waved it gently.
"Not worth mentioning."
Wang Ruoxu put down the longbow in his hand and sighed: "It seems that this won't work."
Dongfang Yun said helplessly: "At such a long distance, it is a bit unrealistic to want to kill the leader of the Nine Evils of Demon City with one arrow."
After the Thirteen Eagles succeeded in injuring Gu Ye, they withdrew from the battle without any hesitation. However, it seemed that they paid a huge price. All thirteen horses were killed, and the rest of the people were also seriously injured, especially the Eagle leader who shot through Gu Ye's shoulder. He had at least a dozen sword wounds on his body caused by Zhao Xiaqiu in anger.
"Gu Ye from Demon City no longer has the strength to fight." The leader of the Eagles walked up to Dongfang Yunwo and said with his head down.
"Thank you for your hard work." Dongfang Yun I nodded.
"You are still young and have many opportunities." Bai He said with a smile.
The leader of the spearmen glanced at Bai He and said indifferently: "You are also very young."
"Yes, I am also very young, but I don't have many opportunities." Bai He took a step forward.
"Deputy Building Master Bai?" Mr. Long called softly.
"I don't have many chances because every step forward I take will lead me to a new realm, and I'm already very close to the peak. As for how close I am, I've always wanted to get an answer." Bai He walked forward, "Everyone, Shanglin Palace is willing to open the way for you."
Over at the Castle of Demons, Ling Ran was bandaging Gu Ye's wounds while asking, "How could that guy's shooting skills be so great? Why did he have to act so realistically?"
Gu Ye said helplessly: "I can't control how well I act."
"Are the Thirteen Eagles that I, Dongfang Yun, trained only to this extent in strength?" Ye Huo whispered.
"This is definitely not the Thirteen Eagles, or rather, it is not the real Thirteen Eagles." Xiao Sheng continued to sit cross-legged, "Perhaps we won't have to wait too long before we see huge changes in the four major families."
On the tower, Mo Wen frowned, "It seems he has made sufficient preparations."
"What do you mean?" Xie Yuling realized that Mo Wen's words were directed at Dongfang Yunwo. He was also born in one of the four major families and was extremely sensitive to this.
Mo Wen said in a deep voice: "Over the years, the four major families have been led by the Wang family, mainly because the Wang family has that ancestor in charge, and the Dongfang family dare not act rashly. But if that ancestor is gone, I'm afraid the Dongfang family would have already become the new leader of the four major families."
"The Dongfang family?" Xie Yuling murmured in a low voice.
Below, Ling Ran looked into the distance curiously: "Who do you think they will send next?"
"Me." A young man in a white shirt landed in front of them. The shirt fluttered in the wind, and the cranes painted on it seemed as if they were about to flap their wings and fly away at any time.
"Who are you?" Ling Ran thought for a long time, but couldn't figure out the identity of the young man in front of him.
"The deputy owner of Fu Sheng Zuimeng Tower is Bai He." Xiao Sheng said in a deep voice.
"Brother Xiao, I've heard a lot about you." Bai He lowered his head slightly.
"The deputy owner of Fusheng Zuimeng Tower, is he very powerful?" Adou shrugged, "I'll do it."
"You are no match." Xiao Sheng said bluntly.
Ling Ran smiled: "What about me?"
"You will be beaten to death." Xiao Sheng said more directly.
The Ox-Headed Demon and the Horse-Faced Demon looked at each other and took a step back.
"It won't be us anyway."
"We are responsible for cheering."
Ye Huo raised the sword in his hand and prepared to move forward.
Bai He smiled and said, "It's okay if we go together. But I heard that some of you have met our host before."
Zhao Xiaqiu took a step forward: "It's me."
"When our host saw you that day, he was already badly injured." Bai He still smiled slightly, with his sleeves spread out, a spring breeze flowing between them.
"I know." Zhao Xiaqiu raised his swords.
"Xia Qiu, you're forcing yourself too much." Xiao Sheng sighed and stood up, "Let me do it."
Zhao Xiaqiu shook his head: "You can't lose."
Xiao Sheng was stunned.
Zhao Xiaqiu smiled rarely: "But I can."
"Very good." Bai He moved and flashed in front of Zhao Xia Qiu. He stretched out a finger and lightly tapped Zhao Xia Qiu's forehead.
"Hah." Zhao Xia Qiu shouted angrily, his robe suddenly lifted up, but he was still bounced back more than ten feet by this finger.
"Immortal pointing the way?" Xiao Sheng said in surprise.
Zhao Xia Qiu pressed his sword to the ground to stop his retreat, but he felt a wisp of true energy rushing into his body along with that finger, as if a bunch of ants were crawling in his body, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable.
Ah Dou licked his lips and said, "Boss Xiao just said that I couldn't beat him, but I still refused to accept it. Now it seems that it's a good thing that I wasn't the one who went."