Vol 4 Chapter 322: Sin plan

Zheqin, the divine arrow from the "Wind of Gaby", had already prepared for it, and quickly responded, drew out five fairy thorns like lightning, swished, and greeted the opponent's arrows with great precision! The house archer with the golden harp medallion on his chest is not afraid of facing arrows at all. The opponent's arrow is very fast, but the best thing Shenjian Zheqin is to destroy the arrow, and then fight the speed Kill the opponent! Member an0983 hand fight
Shenjian Zheqin has strong self-confidence in themselves. They have all grown up by practicing this since childhood. Arrows are their lives! After the Deer musk deer withdrew, the sky of Beamon's long-range firepower was supported on the shoulders of House Archer!
This competition shocked all the archers who have experienced many battles!
The desert elf’s weird short arrow shot in the air, unexpectedly turning out a weird arc of flight, presenting a peculiar '8'-shaped forward path, gently avoiding the straight thorn clusters of the fairy thorns and shooting towards the magic arrow. At the front door of Qin, this arrow Zhe Qin from the "Wind of Gaby" has extremely rich experience. Although he was not flustered, he fired five arrows in a row and quickly shot down the five wizard short arrows. \\mStarter\\
But unfortunately, the second short arrows of the desert elf archer shot in front of him again!
A strum is five arrows automatically attached to the piano! This kind of shooting speed, even the six-fingered House God Arrow Zheqin is slightly inferior! Not to mention that there is such a short arrow with such a strange trajectory!
It's so weird! This tricky arrow method!
"what……"
There was a scream with a lingering sound, which immediately cut through the tranquility of the ancient city ruins. Five red and black short arrows shot from the front and back of the body with an extremely terrifying and strange flight path. The throat and neck around the front and back.
The sagittarius archer who fell on the bottom covered his throat in pain and rolled. His whole body was twitching, and in less than three breaths, he curled up into a hedgehog-shaped ball, and didn't move anymore.
"Obis Latch!" Liu shocked, looking at the body of the Archer of House, and roared.
The sagittarius archer obviously did not die from the arrow, but died on the arrow poison.
The head and feet are rickety together, like a weaving shuttle. Except for the bee witch doctors of the Panibe tribe who disappeared in the historical occasions, they have refined poisonous... What kind of toxin is this kind of toxin besides the "stretch machine" feature?
"This is not an arrow!" Ronaldo, the leader of the ‘Gaby’s Wind’, drew a short arrow from his throat. Issued an angry roar!
This is indeed not an arrow! The arrow body is yellow and black. If you look at it carefully, you will find that this is a nine-inch-long giant bee. This arrow-shaped bee is completely different from the species in the Aegean continent. It has a long and straight body and tight elytra wings. Close to the back and abdomen, the body is as heavy as iron, and the three-inch long tail spines are shining with dark and changing colors, which are obviously highly poisonous!
Stabbed to death the house archer, this bee is also dead, and the bee without a tail thorn must die!
No wonder you can change lines in the air! It turns out that the arrow shot by the desert elves with a pipa is not an arrow at all! It's no wonder that when the string is strummed, there will be five short arrows automatically attached to the string, turning out to be a flying bee.
Mei Shuai was laughing, the desert giants and desert elves roared and laughed wildly, mixed together, shaking the sky.
"This is the'Bee Arrow Change Shooting' that our Desert Melaitz has become famous for! If you didn't know before, let me inform you by the way." The desert elf at Five Arrows laughed loudly: "It's a pity that you probably can't afford it. Such Meleitz bees and arrows, because they are small creatures that need a lot of expensive honey to nurture! They don't produce honey, they can only eat honey!"
"A handsome arrow! Who of you will play with him?" Liu Zhen shook angrily and looked at the archer behind him.
"I'm coming!" His Majesty Mali, the little elf prince, got out of the man's leg and grabbed the front rank of all the archers in one step.
"It's better for me! To deal with this kind of archer, you need speed!" Nedved pushed aside the little prince. [m rapid update]
His Royal Highness Mali, like a child with a toy taken away, angrily hit Nedved's thigh, desperately trying to squeeze it back.
"Just come with you two!" The desert elf standing under the city arrogantly said, "I didn't expect even the children to go to the battlefield! You are really beasts than Meng!"
"You also deserve to be called an elf? You don't even have the virtue of humility, I'm so ashamed of you!" The elf little prince jumped onto the arrow, blocking Nedved's sight with his body, and let himself face directly. This desert elf.
"Secretly protect the little prince of Mali." Liu shocked Nedved who was about to go forward to grab the position, and muttered softly. Nedved nodded and walked away.
"Come and not go indecent!" Liu Zhensha nodded to the king of the hill next to him, and Battl chopped his hand to a poplar wood torch from the sentry, slammed his throat, waved his arm, and the torch was also in the air. Sliding out an arc and hitting the distance, the trailing flame tail pulled out a fiery red.
This is the signal for the start of the competition.
The high elf's shooting talent is really not covered, especially the little Mali, who has royal blood, only heard the silver string trembling of the magic bow in his hand, "Eluni's Kiss", and the sharp platinum silver moon blade has been hit. The water whirled out a swift white light and shot it towards the desert elf. Member an0983 hand fight
His Royal Highness does not like to fight arrows, his target is pointed at the throat of an elf archer! Half of the Bimon gene in the body makes this little prince of Mali less elven and more violent than water. His three-sided moon blade was made to cut off the opponent's head. !
The winding speed of the Piqin Elf Archer is fully automatic, which is not unpleasant, but compared with the fast archer who is really proficient in top-level archery like His Royal Highness, it is obviously not in the same grade.
With five arrows in a row in a hurry, the Desert Elf not only couldn't stop the little prince's platinum silver moon blade at all, the emperor bee's extremely hard body was easily torn in half by the best Vincent platinum silver moon blade!
This is the shot speed! Just now, the elf archer was able to take the first half of the shot and let the porcupine archer use arrows to defend his arrows, but now he can only passively resist the little prince's moonblade!
But the master is a master after all. The desert elf quickly ransacked his hand, raised his hand again and drew an arrow from the scarlet robe, finally smashed the moon blade... The Royal Bee Arrow is too expensive, not inexhaustible! In the left pocket of this desert elf's scarlet robe, there is also a real nine-inch iron feather arrow!
After shooting the first platinum and silver moonblade, the little prince looked at the hurried desert elf with his bow, as if watching a joke.
When the desert elf drew an arrow and slashed his moonblade with a real iron-leaf ling arrow, the little prince of Mali raised his hand again. Others didn’t even see how he did it. "A white light flashed.
The moonblade that shot out hit the moonblade that was smashed by the desert elf’s feather arrows. The two moonblades drew a cross arc, and they brushed a pair of scissors from the throat of the Paqin archer. It's so fast! It's so fast!
A stream of blood leaped into the sky from the headless chamber. The torch thrown by the King of the Hill didn't fall on the sand until then, bounced, and burst into countless sparks.
Relying on the "line-changing refraction" from the front and back impact of the Moon Blade!
This is the superb archery skill that the Elf Archer of the Yublade Archer level is good at!
Just like Nedved's "Marseille Swing Arrow", this type of arrow requires not only hard training, but also outstanding talent! Aegean humans can use magic equipment "Mind Guiding Arrows" to achieve the same effect, but elves and centaur archers never bother to use that kind of magic arrows!
A good archer should give full play to his skills instead of relying on equipment! This is the archery of the classical art school!
The two platinum and silver moon blades didn't fall to the ground, and they were still circling in the sky "Woo", like two naughty hummingbirds, throwing drops of blood.
Two full minutes! Silent two minutes!
The three major magic bows of the elves, "The Kiss of Eluni" really deserves its reputation! The wind power blessed above is almost sensational! If the little prince shoots continuously, then he can use the method of hitting the moon blade to set up a blade wall composed of rotating moon blades in front of the enemy.
Beamon's wild cheers rang from the tower! Technology is always superior to opportunism in individual contests! This is the most proud voice!
"Don't say I won't give you desert elves a chance, who else will compare with me?" Nedved was aroused by the archer's ambition, stepped forward, pushed the little elf prince behind him, and stroked himself The pheasant despised all the desert elves in the city.
The arrogance of the House Archer completely aroused the anger of Desert Meilet, his double bow was still hanging in the pocket between his thighs! He actually dared to challenge the Meleitz archer with the best archery skills in the desert empty-handed.
A desert elf 40 years away immediately stood up. With a red belt wrapped around his waist, he stroked the iron leaf feather arrow in the left pocket of his robe with one hand. Maybe he had already seen it and tried to use it. "Emperor Bee Arrow" is extremely unwise to compare archery with the previous Beamon archer.
The reason why a madman is mad is that there is something extraordinary. At this time, this old arpeggio archer, obviously still believes more in his technique than in the bee.
I'm the red belt shooter Bhaktia Sadh of Meiletz! The entire Taklamago knows my fame! There are hundreds of famous archers who died in my hands! "The desert elves gracefully give salutes and hold the paqin flat.
"I am the left servant of the summer palace of the of war, shooting Pavel Nedved, the personal guard under the crown of the divine comedy shaman Richard, and my archer against the enemy. The more irresponsible I am, the more I will save him. Hanxue House stretched his hands apart, his little finger gently tapped the bow pockets on his left and right hips, and the silver bow arms embedded with magic crystals were eye-catching and dazzling.
A torch flew across the sky, I don't know who threw it.
There was a muffled sound of "azole" and a scream.
A slender fairy thorn is inserted into the back of the right hand of the desert elves stroking the strings of the arpeggio. It completely penetrates the back of the arpeggio and the back of the hand. The feathers on the tail of the arrow tremble lightly. The elf archer originally pinched the four sticks between his right fingers. Nine-inch short arrows slumped on the ground. There are two phenomena, black searing and ice crystals, spreading across the skin. This is the figure of ice and fire cruising quietly... In this imperfect forbidden domain, all magic items can only be used for a short moment, Ned Vader's technique has obviously surpassed the speed at which the magic elements are dispelled! Member an0983 hand fight
The high-strength elasticity of beef hamstring is the greatest guarantee for this speed!
Nedved sucked his nose, held a bow in his left hand, and a fairy thorn in his right hand. He watched from left and right for a long time, teasing this desperate desert elf shooter like shooting a bird. Puchi penetrated through the crotch of the elf archer, burying despair... As he said, the more arrogant opponent he is, the more he will save the opponent's life, leaving you only a lifetime shame.
The elf archer sticks the arrow with his hand, and Nedved is empty-handed. The desert elf has just completed the buckle action. His arrow has penetrated the elf's right hand of the arrow, and then he can play with each other's nerves!
How fast does this need to be!
The cold blood of the House archer made all the desert Melites who witnessed this scene fall into an ice cave in an instant. Without their right hand, they have not penetrated their lower body. Everyone knows what this means for the archer.
""Who else wants to compare with me? "Nedved drew a fairy thorn from the cloth bag behind him, clasped it in his hand, and scanned all the desert elves coldly.
No desert elf dared to challenge the House shooter, no more.
"If you fight in the plains!" Your sixty thousand people have been crushed into by us! "Liu Zhensheng gave a ruthless sneer at Mulan Meishuai who was riding the silver elephant back: "Remember!" The hatred is yours, but the bravery will always belong to Beamon! "
"Wait to see how the corpses of your Mulan soldiers are piled up like a city wall! Arrogant desert bandits!" Prince Kahn also sneered a series of sneers.
"I will!" Mulan Meishuai's lips curled slightly, drawing a cruel arc, and he was still smiling.
Looking at the head-in-chief Mulan and his guards, Prince Kahn watched the Divine Comedy Shaman.
"His Royal Highness, is this Mulan Meishuai saying true or false? I mean Northeast Governor Rosenberg..." Liu Zhen shake also glanced at Prince Lionheart.
"I don't know! I only know that this guy killed more than ten thousand of our soldiers!" Prince Kahn shook his head hesitantly.
"If there is such a thing, what should we do?" Liu shocked.
"If there is such a thing, then Rosenborg will definitely die!" Prince Kahn smiled bitterly: "But his title is Duke! If there is no evidence, let alone you and me, even your Royal Highness can't do anything! "
"It's not easy to find evidence! Go to Kalimantan to find out! There are all our compatriots in captivity! Of course, and Princess Nancy!" Liu shocked and sniffed: "If the evidence is conclusive, then I hope you don't stop me!"
"Under the crown, I also want to go to Kalimantan, but..." Prince Kahn patted Liu's shocked shoulder, and sighed: "I will go and integrate the team first. As soon as the demon realm disappears, the cruel siege will begin. This tower is 1,800 yards long, and even if our soldiers fill it all in, it is barely enough! May the God of War bless us!"
"Fight! At the end, I will surrender alone!" Liu shocked and laughed.
"Mianxia, ​​are you crazy?" Prince Kahn also smiled.
"What I'm saying is true! I must surrender! I'm the only one! I'm going to Kalimantan! I want the lives of the warriors of Bemun to be tasted by these Mulan people a hundred times!" Liu Zhenshock stared into the Prince's eyes and said seriously: "I will definitely surrender, but before that, we must make this Mulan army suffer enough!"
"What is your purpose for doing this?" Prince Kahn looked solemnly, quietly watching the divine comedy shaman crown, he could see that this crown is definitely not really surrendering.
"You'll know soon! You only need to follow Helen's orders at that time! Of course, now there is a battle that can be sustained. If I really surrender, you will return to Yale Oasis to rest! Waiting for my order!" Liu Zhenshake smiled and smashed his mouth, turned his head to look at Helen: "Girl, you should understand what I mean, right?"
"Understood." Helen Qiaosheng nodded.
"Mianxia, ​​you should not hide from me, you should give me a little hint!" Prince Kahn's heart was like a cat's claw: "You can't just give me such nonsense words like this. ?"
"I want to turn Kalimantan into a burning sea of ​​fire! I want to turn Kalimantan into a hell! Rommel's hatred is greater than the sky~EbookFREE.me~ But how can more than ten thousand soldiers die in vain? !" Liu shocked his eyes and gritted his teeth: "No one can stop me from accomplishing this! But you must help me beat these Mulan people hard! They won't be able to fight anymore!"
"If we go to Kalimantan, will we have enough people?" Helen frowned: "It seems to be missing!"
"The center is blooming!" Liu shocked with a smile: "If a hundred desperadoes appear in the city, the city will be over, let alone thousands of people!"
"No need for oilmelon?" Takin Warrior Duncan's eyes lit up.
"Temporarily seal! Use it in Kalimantan! Oilmelon, Gaocen, Jinren! At that time, every samurai remember to tie a red belt on his forehead." Liu shocked and laughed.
Prince Kahn was confused. He knew the red ribbon. In Beamon’s oldest war customs, letting the soldiers drink Mug, which represented a desperate charge; and letting the soldiers tie a touch on their foreheads. The red ribbon means preparing to slaughter the city.
Massacre? This ancient word reminded His Royal Highness of the evil old society.