Chapter 1232: Kill five hous with one arrow

Zhang Jun paid special attention to those who cast hostility towards him, and found that most of them were Ling Tianhou's generals. He didn't care, following the goalkeeper's guidance, he took a seat near the center. At this time, Ling Tianhou hadn't appeared yet, and the shared seat was right in the center. According to the Daxia etiquette, the position of Zhang Jun's seat is second only to the main seat. It can be seen that Ling Tianhou attaches great importance to him and respects him.
Zhang Jun was not polite, and sat down in a big way. However, before he was seated, he heard a cold snort from the left corner, and he raised his eyebrows slightly and looked sideways. I saw a middle-aged man with leopard eyes and swallow head, with a hideous and domineering look. Look at his temperament, he should be a master of Taoist level.
The other party was also looking at Zhang Jun, their eyes crossed, as if a spark appeared. The middle-aged man turned his face away, with a scornful look, and said dissatisfiedly: "I think I have been fighting for many years, and I have outstanding military service. I never saw Emperor Xia giving me a title of heaven. And some people are so young that they are still young. , Even the lanugo hair didn't fade away, it turned out to be a crown jewel, I am!"
This is too clear, it is Zhang Jun. The other party was obviously jealous of him, thinking that he was better than Zhang Jun, and he was obviously more senior, but he was not named a Tianhou, but instead made a young man a Tianhou. So I was dissatisfied in my heart, and it was because of my dissatisfaction that I showed it at this time and deliberately targeted him. Seeing this scene, Zhang Jun suddenly understood in his heart. Ling Tianhou would not necessarily target him at this birthday banquet. On the contrary, those princes who came to celebrate their birthdays, Shiyou would look at him out of jealousy and jealousy.
Before Ling Tianhou could speak, I was afraid that these people would stand up one by one and embarrass him. Thinking of this section, a sneer and three-point contempt appeared on his face. The more others think that he is not worthy of being a god, the more arrogant he is!
He squinted at the Martial God Hou, coldly said: "This Hou also feels strange, some people are arrogant and have a high level of credit. But he has never seen him beheaded several demons and blocked several general attacks. He has never seen him kill a few demon kings. Such people dare to claim that they have done a good job. I can only say that they are really shameless!"
This was too blunt, and the Martial God Hou stood up like a fire burning eyebrows, his eyes were like copper bells, and he stared at Zhang Jun fiercely, and shouted: "Boy, which one do you say?" Accompanied by the voice, a murderous aura Forcing the past.
Zhang Jun didn't frown, he hehe sneered: "Old Piff, Ben Hou is talking about you!" The momentum was not lost to the other party. At the beginning, even Da Sima was top, not to mention this little warrior, there is no need to save any face, the beating that should be beaten, the face that should be shaved, and he will not be merciless.
Martial God Hou has ever been scolded like this, yelling with anger, his face swelling like pig liver, he kicked the table away, pointed at Zhang Jun, and shouted: "Boy, you dare to insult the old man, the old man wants to You look good!"
"Don't be afraid that the wind will flash your tongue, Benhou is standing here, I want to see, how can you give me ‘good-looking’!" Zhang Jun also stood up, and directly revealed his golden mace. As soon as the treasure mace came out, the void around the mace body was distorted. Experts can see it at a glance, the power of that mace is huge, and I am afraid that if you give it a bit, you can get rid of the waiting prince class result!
Martial God Hou hummed heavily, glanced around, and shouted: "Boy, today is Ling Tianhou's birthday, and the old man wants to sell Ling Tianhou's face. Since you are not convinced, let's go out to fight three according to Daxia's rules. Hundred rounds. See if you, the stinky yellow-haired kid, have the ability or the old man who has gone through the killings. The one who loses, promises a condition of the party!"
Zhang Jun suddenly felt that something was wrong, and he could clearly see that although this Martial God Hou was a Taoist, his strength was not particularly outstanding. The news that he had frustrated the demon army would have come out long ago. This old man is not a fool and should be able to figure out that he is not an opponent. Then why is he still standing up to provoke him at this moment? Is there anything to rely on?
He had a sense of vigilance in his heart, and at the same time he said coldly: "Someone doesn't know what is good or bad, I will accompany him."
A hint of joy flashed in the Wushen Hou's eyes, and he said loudly: "Okay! Benhou does not bully you when you are young, we are better than archery!" When the words fell, he stretched out his hand and shouted, "Take Benhou bow!"
Next to him, ten national monks came carrying a big bow. The big bow is in bronze color with nine dragon heads carved on it. It has a beautiful arc, and at the same time it releases an aura of vicissitudes and domineering, disregarding the common people. The bowstring is made of no one, it is crystal clear, and it makes a pleasant sound with a light touch.
At this time, someone in the crowd exclaimed: "Shenlong Bow!"
"What? This is the legendary dragon bow used by the founding emperor of Daxia? It is said that this bow is powerful, and it can shoot the gods with one shot. It is the Da Luo-class magical weapon, powerful spiritual objects. It is incomparable. The bowstring is made of real dragon's tendons, and the bow body is also made of keel bones."
Zhang Jun's heart moved, he also heard a little about this Shenlong Bow. However, as for the true power of this bow, he didn't know. However, after hearing the discussion, he became vigilant. At the same time, I also understand that it is no wonder that this Martial God Hou dared to provoke him, so he wanted to shoot arrows with him. But he is not afraid, with his means and strength, even if his opponent uses the Shenlong Bow, he is sure to win.
Wu Shen Hou lifted the Shenlong bow, strode out of the camp, and went outside. Zhang Jun and other people watching the excitement followed closely, but until now, Ling Tianhou still did not show up.
After Wu Shenhou came out, he shook his body and turned into a 20-meter-high giant man, playing with a dragon bow like a small toy. He stared at Zhang Jun and said: "Boy, the old man's archery is second in Daxia. No one dares to be the number one. You and the old man compare archery, that is asking for trouble."
Zhang Jun sneered: "The reason you are so arrogant is because you didn't know Benhou before. If you know Benhou's archery skills, you must be very willing to be an archery second child."
Martial God Hou snorted and saw him bow and shoot. Suddenly a vertical eye appeared at the center of the eyebrows, and the vertical eye shot out a cyan light, quietly looking into the distance. Zhang Jun was shocked when he saw this scene. Only then did he realize that the Martial God Hou in front of him was from a hundred races!
At the beginning, he once beheaded a three-eyed youth on the ladder of heaven. The three-eyed youth belonged to a hundred tribes. He was obviously in the same tribe with this martial god, and his temperament was generally the same, and he belonged to the three-eyed tribe!
"The Hundred Clan has actually infiltrated the Great Xia Army! It seems that they are really prepared." He secretly said.
Martial God Hou opened the bowstring, bow like a full moon, and at the same time said loudly: "I want to shoot and kill a demon prince-level expert who is 150,000 miles away!"
When the words fell, the bow was like a thunderbolt, and a gleaming sword light passed through a space of hundreds of thousands of miles in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, it reached the demon camp and shot and killed a strong demon who was sitting still. Arrow light passed through the opponent's head, and the prince-level demon monk Tianling exploded, extinct on the spot.
Martial God Hou smiled faintly, and asked everyone: "How?"
There are many masters on the scene, they have used various secret techniques to detect the situation 150,000 miles away, and naturally know that Wu Shenhou has not cheated.
Zhang Jun smiled. He stretched out his hand and said, "Can I use the bow of the Hou Shennong?"
Martial God Hou was taken aback for a moment, and then "haha" laughed: "This is the bow of the Lord, why lend you?"
Zhang Jun said lightly: "Could it be that you are afraid that once I use the Shenlong Bow, you will not be your opponent?"
Wu Shenhou looked ugly, and said in a dark voice: "Boy, even if you give you the Shenlong Bow, you may not be able to pull it, even if you pull it, you may not get it." After the words fell, he handed the Shenlong Bow over.
Zhang Jun took the Shenlong bow and said lightly: "That's not necessarily. Benhou will let you see today, what is real archery!"
When the words fell, he looked ahead with Buddha's eyes, and at the same time drew out five arrows. These arrows are all exquisite arrows made by Daxia, capable of attaching to the power of law.
The person next to him was shocked when he saw five arrows taken out.
"What? Does he want to shoot five arrows at once? It's difficult for one arrow to kill a prince-level powerhouse. Shouldn't five disperse the power?"
"I don't think it is necessary, maybe Guan Tianhou has the ability."
Zhang Jun holds the bow in his left hand and pulls the string with his right. He exerted a slight force, and the Shenlong Bow that could only be opened by the strength of 300,000 Jing was fully drawn by him. Since there is still more power, he has added another 300,000 capital. Under the stimulation of strength, a dragon head suddenly lit up in the bow body.
The crowd exploded immediately, and someone shouted: "Look, the dragon head is on, the dragon head is on!"
No wonder everyone was surprised, because this Shenlong Bow has one characteristic. If the strength of the person who draws the bow does not exceed six billion catties, then the dragon head on the bow will not light up. For example, even though the Martial God Hou opened his bow, he only used two or three billion jin of power, causing the dragon head to fail to light up.
According to legend, there are nine dragon heads on the Shenlong bow. The greater the strength of the bow, the more faucets light up. If this bow can light up nine dragon heads, you can shoot the king and even the king in one fell swoop! And Zhang Jun's lightening of a dragon head at a young age shows that his strength is at least six billion catties! Six billion catties, what a terrible power that must be!
Zhang Jun opened the Buddha's eyes and saw that a dozen or so monks at the rank of princes were gathering together to discuss something in the Demon Clan Camp. He snorted: "Kill!"
The power of the law of heaven and earth is all in the arrow. Five arrows pierced through time and space, and instantly arrived in front of five prince-level powerhouses, the void exploded, and God's will strangling. The five strong men didn't even snorted, they were blown half of their bodies to pieces, and they were breathless on the spot. The other Mozu monks were shocked and fled one after another.
Shooting five princes with one bow, Zhang Jun calmly swept across the crowd, and said lightly: "It's a pity that the distance is too far, otherwise I will kill all the twelve princes with one bow."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked, and people finally looked at him differently. Wu Shenhou's face was ugly, because he was familiar with the look in his eyes, which was an incomparable awe of the strong.
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