Vol 2 Chapter 1725: Pull the bow full of strings

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Barbarians are barbarians.
Barbarism is unreasonable, the style is simple and rude, and the work is sloppy. This is the barbaric.
After going up the hill, the roots did not respect Xuanyuankun bow, directly provocative, one person and one bow directly made a big face, fighting.
The bow of the gods is like a dragon, and the bow is drawn to Sun Hao.
Sun Hao has a right hand and grabs the bow.
The palms and the bows made a series of explosions, like the firecrackers creaking, and the blood bursts from the palms.
However, Sun Hao is strong, holding the bow of his right hand, and screaming in his mouth: "I am not a human being, I don't want to get your approval, but I want to forcefully suppress, call you convinced, hit you. Oh obedient..."
When I heard Sun Hao’s words, the monks of all ethnic groups looked at Gail Ridge and Baihe, and found that the faces of these two faces showed a disapproving expression, and there was still a hint of indignation in the middle.
Gerland spit out his tongue and clap his hands and said: "Small hills, come on, hit the bow and bow to obey."
Sun Hao’s blood is immersed in the bow of the gods. With some spiritual Xuanyuankun bows hesitating again, strange balls, this big guy who is not inferior to himself, is really pure human race blood, and it is still the kind of human race In the body, there is an ancient who also needs to worship.
However, what makes the bow depressed is that this kid is too uncomfortable.
You are not jealous, I have to endure, can you be a little polite, give me a step and I will go downhill.
Shen bow feels the lofty status of Sun Hao in the human race, and can feel the purple gold belt of Sun Hao. In fact, as long as Sun Hao can have a slightly better attitude, picking up the bow is only a simple matter.
However, Shen Bao did not expect that Sun Hao was quite dry.
The gods are also arrogant.
Since it is going to be quite dry.
Since I want to be convinced, then everyone will come over and try it out. See what you can do.
The faucet suddenly trembled, and the golden, green, and white radiances turned into three arrows, rushing toward Sun Hao.
Sun Hao Yang Tian laughed: "Is it irritated? Is it spitting on me, you are going to die..."
The right hand grabbed the bow tip, regardless of the three seven twenty-one, slammed up, picked up the bow and slammed it down on the ground, while Sun Hao yelled and shouted: "I lick you bad...

Three arrows attacked Sun Hao, oh, shot into Sun Hao's body and inserted three small holes.
In the loud voice of Sun Hao, he must be flying and injured. If nothing happens, his hands will continue to use his strength. When he bows, his flesh and blood grow and his injury recovers quickly.
The monks who watched the watch, watching the fierce bow, the mighty and magnificent Sun Hao, also had their own understanding.
Especially strong, suddenly said in a loud voice: "Yes, this bow is born with a spirit, it is only possible to recognize the Terran monks, I am waiting for other ethnic monks, the only way to open this bow is the hill brother. In this way, directly surrender, hit it to admit defeat, his mother, this is like tame horse, I actually forgot this 茬..."
The monks nodded.
Gaeling and Baihe looked at each other.
Gail Ridge said with a smile: "Human artifacts, may only be controlled by the barbarians in this way, but Baihe adults, you are all mirrored lower bounds, used in the Tioman continent with the bow, can also bring Going back to the upper bound?"
Baihe was laughing and laughing.
On the altar, Sun Hao and Xuan Yuankun attacked, you come to me, fighting for a fight.
Qiang looked at it for a while, and couldn't help but shook his head and said: "Great, I am strong, I can't do this step, the great bow, the hill brother is good, it is good, this way, really only the hill Brother, you can do it."
At this time, Sun Hao was very fierce. He grabbed a bow with both hands and a violent voice in his mouth: "I don’t know how to resist, I’m so rude, I’m so rude, I’m so hard. Oh..."
The bow of the gods squatted on his knees. Sun Hao took his hands, like a stick, and slammed it back. The huge power rushed out. Sun Hao’s hands were like a red iron, which offset the burst of the bow. The force of resistance, swaying the bow and bending backwards.
The bow of the gods was not to be outdone, and the three colors shimmered, trying to pull his bow.
The three arrows on the giant tripod also rose quickly. As they flew, they came to the opposite side of Sun Hao, and they bloomed and sprinkled on the Xuanyuankun bow. Together with Sun Hao’s powerful and ridiculous power.
Sun Hao’s heart moved slightly, and the small flame was spurred silently. A colorless flame poured into the Xuanyuankun bow from Sun Hao’s hands.
Sun Hao’s mouth was violent:
I’m not satisfied, the last chance, otherwise, I’ve bent you...

Xuanyuan Kun bowed a lot of grievances.
At this moment when the small flame enters the body, it instantly understands that the other party is really a human race, and it is also a powerful human monk with a human sacred flame.
The strength is strong, the origins are even better, and, it is also very suitable for yourself, as long as you have a slightly better attitude towards yourself, don't be so strong, you have long since passed.
But now, this abominable big man is still a threat.
More importantly, when the holy fire came out, Xuanyuan Kun bowed that if he really annoyed this fierce big man, he might really be bent.
The holy fire is the ancestral fire of the Terran, and it can refine everything. Xuanyuan Kun bow feels that he is likely to be burnt soft and then be truly bent.
If the other warriors are so disrespectful to themselves, they will not be able to make a fish and die, and they will not let him succeed. But now, standing in front of them is the descendants of the Terran pirates. If they insist on it, they will really ask for it. .
The three arrows flickered and returned to the giant tripod.
The light above the bow of the bow of the gods gradually dimmed. In the end, the light was concentrated and quietly held in the hands of Sun Hao.
Around the altar, the priestess dressed in white, sing loudly, the white light shattered from the heroic monument, shining on the tall Sun Hao, as if to give Sun Hao a layer of silver.
Sun Hao laughed: "Ha ha ha, good, from today, Xuanyuan Kun bow will reproduce the glory in the hands of my hill. Now, with me, kill the graveyard in front, the arrow comes..."
With a big hand, an arrow was placed on the Xuanyuankun bow.
Holding the bow on the left and pulling the string on the right, Sun Hao straightened his body and faced the cemetery, slowly pulling the bow.
Above the altar, Qiang took the lead and applauded, and the monks of all ethnic groups burst into bursts of applause.
Gerland shouted excitedly: "The hills are mighty, and the hills are cheering."
Although Xuanyuan Kun bow no longer gives Sun Hao trouble, but also has his own unwillingness and disappointment, automatic locking, automatic shooting, automatic bowing and other inherent skills of the bow itself concealed.
At this time, the bow, that is a powerful dead object, Sun Hao can pull, can be used, but, how effective, depends on Sun Hao's ability.
If Sun Hao and Gerland are also a shooting idiot, Xuanyuan Kun bow will smile proudly.
The bowstring is slowly pulled apart, one inch and two inches, half string.
Soon, Sun Hao reached the strongest level of the former monk's string, but at this time, Sun Hao is still not too slow, as if it is not very laborious to continue to pull back.
Two-thirds.
Full string.
The Xuanyuankun bow was completely opened by Sun Hao, and the monks of all ethnic groups applauded.
The altar of the altar, the priests, fell down on the edge of the altar and prayed earnestly.
Gail Ridge kneels on one knee~EbookFREE.me~ Both hands raise the sword and cheers loudly: "The bow of the reappears, the bow of the reappears..."
The full text of the original sentence should be a reappearance of the gods, and the human race is flourishing. However, now the monks of all ethnic groups are present, and the bows are like barbarians. They can only scream for the reappearance of the gods. Gail Ridge automatically saves the human race.
The long bow in the hands of Sun Hao pointed far away to the towering cemetery and pointed to the tombstone inside the cemetery.
The eyes are like eagle eyes, sharp and sharp, piercing the dark clouds of death over the cemetery, and the arrows in the hands of Sun Hao gradually stabilized.
The monk who knows how to shoot can't help but sing. It seems that the hills can be different from Gerland, and the shooting technique of the hills should be very powerful.
When the expert takes a shot, he knows if there is any.
Sun Hao arrow points to the moment of the tombstone. Xuanyuankun bow has instant induction. Although there is still no automatic locking of the tombstone, the bow already knows that this makes the big man who can't get off the stage, but the real shooter.
The arrow shook gently, but the direction remained the same. Sun Hao went up and down all the way, slammed into the air, completely rested, like the whole person, without any movement, just like this, very focused and tightly staring Lived in the cemetery.
Quiet feeling, not the slightest anger. (To be continued.)
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