That black shadow can be said to be a mountain range, or it can be said to be the arm of a demon god.
At the very front of the mountains, that is, in the sky above Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong's heads, there are five mountain peaks that look like five fingers.
The rain of swords all over the sky fell on that mountain peak, smoke and dust abounded, and the sound of cracking kept ringing.
The speed of the mountain's sinking became slower and slower, until finally it stopped.
During the whole process, Xu Yourong didn't glance into the night sky, as if he didn't care. Of course, it could be understood as his trust in Chen Changsheng.
She thrust the fasting sword into the grass beside her.
There was a soft chirping sound, and the green grass rose with green smoke, but it was not burnt, and his figure became more upright, appearing full of vitality.
She untied a longbow made of paulownia wood from behind.
Paulownia is the bow, and this is the Paulownia bow on the Hundred Weapons List.
Only Nanke, Chen Changsheng, Qiu Shanjun, and Gou Hanshi know that Xu Yourong's strongest method is not swordsmanship.
The fasting sword was found by Chen Changsheng from the Zhou Garden, and then sent back to Shengnvfeng.
The Great Bright Sword was only mastered after she got the Fast Sword.
Tong Gong has been carried behind her back since she was a child.
On weekdays, no one can see this longbow.
Only shows up when she needs it.
For example at this time.
Xu Yourong took out an arrow and put it on the string.
This is Wujian.
She looked calm and raised her bow.
The movement is very steady and smooth, with the feeling of flowing clouds and flowing water, and it is like the superposition of more than ten pictures, which is extremely clear.
Pulling the bowstring, it gradually looks like the moon worshiped by the demons in the north.
Her eyelashes didn't blink.
Wind blows.
The white sacrificial clothing is light and fluffy.
The black hair also floated up, parallel to the arrow.
Delicate fingers left the strings.
Tong Gong made a piano sound.
It is said that paulownia is the best material for the piano, no wonder it sounds so beautiful.
String sounds echoed in the grassland.
Arrows, come before the sound.
miles away.
A blood hole appeared between the eyebrows of a demon cavalryman.
The blood hole is very round, with smooth edges, and it even makes people want to use the word delicate to describe it.
Then, Xu Yourong drew the bow for the second time, the third time, the fourth time...
Her movements are always so stable, with a concise and clear aesthetic feeling.
In a very short time, the quiver was empty.
Thirty sycamore arrows left the string of the tung bow, flew into the night, and went straight to the wolf cavalry several miles away.
The muffled sound kept ringing.
Blood flowers kept exploding.
The demon cavalry kept falling.
There were cries of fear.
The wolves scattered and fled.
Thirty arrows can only bring thirty deaths at most.
Logically speaking, spreading out is the best choice.
Xu Yourong raised the bow again, although there was no arrow left.
This time, it took her significantly longer than before.
Finally, she let go of the bowstring.
The string was stained with a little blood, met the night wind, rubbed against it, and began to burn, producing a golden flame.
Those arrows that pierced the skulls of demon cavalrymen.
Those arrows piercing through the body of the bloodthirsty giant wolf.
Those Wu arrows that brought death and then disappeared into the night... all of a sudden came back.
Thirty sycamore arrows trailed the tails of fire, and chased the scattered wolves on the grassland, like burning flaming birds or bright shooting stars.
Many years ago in Zhouyuan, at the end of Muyu, Nanke experienced a similar attack.
After that night, Xu Yourong used this method for the first time.
How can those wolf riders avoid it
Puff puff puff.
The sound of Wu arrows piercing through hard things kept ringing on the grassland.
The Wu arrow with the tail of fire chased the wolf rider and drove away the night, wherever it went, it was death.
After an unknown amount of time, those voices finally stopped.
The grassland under the night has returned to tranquility.
But it should be said to be dead silence.
Because this grassland has become a cemetery.
For several miles, there were dead bodies everywhere.
Both the demon cavalry and the bloodthirsty giant wolf were dead, and no one was spared.
The grassland reflected the starlight and felt a little wet.
It's not an empty mountain, but it's like a new rain.
Those are not drizzle, but blood.
Xu Yourong inserted the Tong bow into the ground.
Tong Gong is very long, standing taller than her, it really looks like a harp.
In fact it is not a harp, but a tree.
In an instant, countless branches sprouted from the tung bow, bearing countless green leaves, which swayed gently with the night wind.
The fresh breath fell on her and Chen Changsheng like a waterfall, and also on the earth cat.
The earth cat was peeking at her, startled in horror, and then felt that the injury was getting better at an unimaginable speed.
The green branch continued to grow and soon became a big tree.
This is a sycamore tree.
This sycamore tree has the Tonggong formation.
She pulled out her fasting sword, walked to Chen Changsheng's side, and looked at the mountain in the night sky.
"The phoenix tree can last for eighty breaths, think about what else to do."
Her temples were slightly wet, her expression was a little tired, but her eyes were still so calm, as if she hadn't done anything.
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Suddenly a lonely sycamore tree appeared on the dark grassland.
The branches stretched out in thousands of swords, blocking the mountain in the night sky.
The combination of tung bow and sycamore arrow is sycamore tree. With unimaginable wisdom and ability, the former saintess of Nanxizhai embedded the Tonggong Formation into the bow and arrow, which further enhanced its power. Only such an artifact can withstand the attack of a legendary figure like Yanzhishanren.
Of course, even this sycamore tree cannot last forever.
Countless thunderclaps resounded on the grassland.
It was the sound of heavy mountain peaks driving the ground, the sound of underground rocks and soil squeezing each other.
Yanzhishanren walked towards them.
His speed is slow but without loopholes, like a moving mountain, bringing an unimaginable sense of oppression.
There is also a mountain in the night sky, exuding an ancient and vicissitudes of life, which is extremely heavy and palpitating.
The sycamore tree rattled, hundreds of green leaves fell, and the trunk gradually bent, making a creaking sound, as if it might break at any time.
Thousands of swords kept slashing towards the mountain peak, and stone chips fell from time to time, and then dissipated in the midair as blue light.
Chen Changsheng's eyelashes kept trembling, and he looked down at the ground, wondering what he was thinking.
Xu Yourong asked him to think of a way, if they couldn't think of a way, they might have to take a risk.
Chen Changsheng's temperament does not like taking risks, but he is always staring at the ground at this time, so what can he think of
He could never see a flower from the ground.
In fact, Chen Changsheng was really looking at the flowers.
Xiao Zhang lay on the ground, unconscious.
The white paper on his face was blown by the night wind, and the blood spots on it kept changing, looking like wintersweet in the wind.
There are two holes in the white paper, where the eyes are, and the nose and mouth are drawn with pens.
This is where the name of Huajia Xiaozhang comes from.
Why did Xiao Zhang cover his face with a blank sheet of paper? This is a question that everyone is curious about.
Some said he had a birthmark on his face, which was extremely ugly.
Some people say that he was born very beautiful. When he was young, he was often mistaken for a woman, and he often encountered some other kinds of troubles, so he covered his face.
The most famous and the most recognized version is that in order to surpass Wang Po, Xiao Zhang forcibly practiced a certain kind of evil technique, but as a result, he became obsessed and was seriously injured, especially his face was almost disfigured, so he covered it with white paper. It is said that the old man Tianji once asked him why he didn’t use a mask or a hat. Xiao Zhang said that he used white paper to cover his face. feel oppressed.
According to Chen Changsheng's understanding of Xiao Zhang, the conversation between Old Man Tianji and Xiao Zhang in this story should be fake. There are no terrible wounds on the body.
So what's under the white paper
Many people wanted to take a look at this blank sheet of paper, but very few dared to do so, and those people were all dead.
At this time, Xiao Zhang was unconscious, and it was the best opportunity to see his true face.
This was indeed a great temptation, and Chen Changsheng seemed unable to bear it, so he stretched out his hand, ready to peel off the white paper.
It's just that at this time, the powerful enemies of the demons are in front of them, the pressure is like a mountain, and the situation is so dangerous, why is he still in the mood to think about these things
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