: 1255 The myth of wind and thunder

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In the forest a little distance from the stairs, Archer, who was half-baked in the tree, saw the scene where the arrow he shot was intercepted.
This made Archer's brow stunned.
That is the expression of anger.
There are two reasons why Archer is angry.
One is the fact that the arrow that he shot himself was shot down by someone else with the same or even a shot above it.
Although the prey sometimes escapes shooting, no archer can achieve true and true, and Archer himself is very calm, never think that shooting is avoided or blocked, it is a shame, can be someone else Shooting with the same shot and the same arrow is another matter.
There is another fact that is presented in front of you.
The fact is that his arrow was shot down by a shot from a distance.
What does this mean?
It means that the follower who is not aware of anything, step by step toward the direction of the mountain, is probably not at his side, but is going to attack in the distance.
Come to the enemy's base camp, but still don't carry the followers with you?
This is simply beyond the scope of courage.
"It turns out that we are looking at us?"
The double facts make even a calm female hunter can't help but be too big.
Of course, on the surface, Archer is still extremely calm.
"Let me see, if I can wait for my shot to climb to the top."
In this way, Archer set up a bow.
It was a taller than Archer's height, painted in black, with a western-style bow dotted with golden lines.
This bow is not an ordinary bow.
As long as Archer reveals his real name, then anyone will understand one thing.
This bow is a thing given by God and is the religion of Archer itself.
With the arrow shot by this bow...
"Just see when I can wait until..."
At the same time as this declaration, Archer has already shot the arrow.
"Hey...!"
This is like a whirlwind magical airflow.
Archer added magic to his arrows, turning it into a weapon that is killing enough to match the shells.
"call out----!"
Then, the arrow carrying the turbulent flow of the wind cut through the atmosphere, and slammed away in the direction of the unsuspecting lord on the steps.
......
Archer's idea is indeed true.
Before going up the mountain, Fang Li suddenly left the source of Laiguang.
Of course, the source of Laiguang is not willing.
"How could you let the lord break into the enemy's base camp alone??"
This is also a normal consideration.
In any case, since the opponent is a hero that exists only in myths and legends, it is not the existence that human beings can resist.
Even the 27 ancestors of the dead in another parallel world can only match the general specification, and the executors in the burial agency are almost at this level.
A man who is not a magician is a man who wants to challenge a hero. It is too courageous.
If it can be done easily, then the Magic Association does not need to participate in the Holy Grail.
It is precisely because the Magic Association believes that relying on the frontal attack method can not win the Yugo Dominonia who summoned the seven riders, this can only participate in the Holy Grail.
Perhaps there is a human being in this world that rivals the people.
For example, the users of the five major magical rumors, those who are called magical abilities, the general specification of the slave is not an opponent at all.
But that's just a general specification.
If it is those strong followers, then it is not impossible to compete with the magic.
However, the magic has only a few in total, and only two are currently confirmed to be active on the stage of the magic world.
And the two are even the big ones that the Magic Association can't move. How to deal with the seven slaves?
Of course, in the Magic Association, there are also magicians who can compete with the followers, but those magicians can attack a total of seven riders, including the largest bonus in Romania, which became the specification. Outside of the ride of Vlad III, it is still a big unknown.
Even the magic association that has developed for two thousand years is like this. One of the ordinary people who are not magicians, single-handedly broke into the base camp of the enemy camp?
That is really tired.
But in this regard, Fang only returned one sentence.
"Reassure, I just want to say hello. If you go with it, you may be under the danger of seeing your real name. If you don't want to trust me, you can follow."
Under such a sentence, how can source Laiguang still keep up?
In view of this, Yuan Laiguang is located at the top of a clock tower in Sighisoara, capturing the attack on his own lord beyond the conventional sight and feeling.
The magic mixed in the wind is so aggressive, and the gentle expression on the source of Laiguang has become somewhat ruthless.
"Ah, pull, pull..."
The source of Laiguang is like helplessness, and it is said like a smile.
"So I said that the bugs that are close to other people's sons are really annoying."
The bow was pulled to full string in the hands of the source.
"Hey...!"
The next moment, Lei Guang flashed on the arrow.
That is the intrinsic skill of the source Laiguang --- magic release (Ray).
In the face of the enemy Archer attached a magical blow, Yuan Laiguang dealt with the same blow.
However, the enemy Archer simply adds magic to the arrow, not the same as the source of light, with the magical skills.
Under such circumstances, even if the other side's arrow is approaching its own lord at the speed of supersonic speed and the power of the comparable artillery shell, Yuan Laiguang is confident.
Put it down.
As a result, the arrow that turned into lightning was released.
......
"call out----!"
A great hit with magical power crossed the space and burst into the harsh screams.
"laugh----!"
Like a lightning-like thunder, the sniper immediately pursued and greeted it with precision.
"锵!"
In the crisp sound, the two arrows collided again in the side of the square.
In an instant, Mars exploded.
In an instant, the wind is blowing.
The wind, like the bubble that shattered like a ray, dissipated in an instant.
And such a phenomenon, the body from the side, not even a meter away.
It is obviously such a situation, but the square still looks like nothing, and looks calmly up.
"咻咻咻咻咻!"
Countless arrows of the wind hit like a rain curtain.
"嗤嗤嗤嗤嗤!"
Countless Thunder shots immediately approached.
"锵锵锵锵锵!"
Just like the tip of the needle against the wheat, countless shots provoked countless collisions, making the crisp sound of the cross.
The side of the square suddenly blew a spark of another piece, such as an invisible knife and light sword flashing like a glare.
The arrow of the wind is still in order to block the party, and it has been rushing by the trend of one blow and one blow.
The lightning-like shooting is also to protect the party, not to be outdone, more and more dazzling, such as a flash of light, in an instant is to come forward to meet, from beginning to end, are not biased.
These confrontations can only be described in one word.
----"myth".
The true myth is going on here.
However, Fang Li is undivided and immersed himself.
Until the front, there was a figure.