Chapter 47, melee

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Then the same thing happens.
There was another black force coming, and a death mark was made in the metal hedgehog army that had broken the gap.
Everything is like an instant in a disaster.
In the insufficiency of time, there are forty or fifty Qingfeng villages that die and disappear in an instant.
All the hearts of the Qingfeng Village are stunned by deep fear.
The heavy armor and the iron shield in his hand could not provide them with a sense of security.
At this time, the body was contaminated with the dead three-headed broken arm and plasma [a knife and soul] Wu Hao, in the eyelids, killing the plane and shooting, the giant blade in the hand pointed straight ahead, roaring: "Where... Give me out of him."
He finally noticed the direction of the terrible arrow.
Hey!
In the blood riding army, there are also archery masters who shot the arrows in an instant.
These archers are masters of the atmosphere, and the bows they hold are also considered strong bows, enough to shoot a hundred steps. They are the masters of the archery skill carefully cultivated in these years. They have relied on the terrain of these archers and Qingfengzhai. Repulsed the cofferdam of the military of the Great Qin Empire, and also killed some pretentious white-way powerhouses, which is one of the killers of the martial arts masters.
In an instant, in the night sky, the arrows are like flying, like heavy rain.
A rush of bowstring tremors, as if a fine thunder burst.
The bow is like a string.
The direction of the shot is the pinnacle of Li Mu’s foothold.
[A knife and a broken soul] Wu Hao is indeed aware of the correct orientation.
However, these arrows could not be shot at the front of Li Mu. The distance was only halfway, and they were exhausted and slanted and dropped on the ground. The so-called elite bower of Qingfeng Village was a joke.
And responding to them, it is three black streamers.
Boom!
Under the three arrows, forty and fifty Qingfengzhai strong archers turned into a muddy explosion.
Li Mu stood on the pinnacle in the distance, and his heart was shocked.
This is the first time he has actually applied it to actual combat after his archery.
The power is far beyond his initial estimate.
"Looking in a big slot, the silver bow is matched with the horrible power given by [Zhen Wuquan]. This arrow shoots out, it is comparable to the Barre sniper rifle on the earth..., not more terrible than the sniper rifle, it is like Like the cannon shells, this destructive power is a bit amazing."
Just as he felt his enthusiasm, the cavalry in the distance had already launched an assault.
The change of the military array is like a sharp cone. It follows the mountain road and spurs the horse. It is like a dark tide rushing toward the peak.
The surviving strong archer, under the cover of the gun shield cavalry, rushed to half, reopened the bow and archery, countless arrows and rain, covering the pinnacle, this time, after pulling in the distance, the flying dragonfly The arrow can finally cover the location where Ye Qingyu is located.
At the same time, there are more than forty Qingfeng villages with good lightness, carrying a long rope hook lock, varnish quickly rushing out, quickly approaching Shifeng, and then throwing the hook lock in the hand, hooked on the rock, with the help of The strength of the ropes, all as agile as apes, approached the top of the pinnacle.
I have to say that the response of the Qingfengzhai blood cavalry is very fast and very reasonable.
This planet is a martial art world. The air has the 'Aura' that the old gods say. Everyone can cultivate martial arts, which can enhance physical strength. It has far beyond the power, speed and skill of the Earth, so the level of cold weapons is far. In the ancient times of the Earth, this blood-riding army in front of the eyes was only an elite of the stockade that was king. The reaction was so imaginable. The elite army of the three empires, to what extent.
Li Mu saw that [a knife and a broken soul] Wushu, a madman, did not launch a charge attack against the tyrannical force of the individual in the first time, but with some pro-wars, it was like an anger still maintained. Like a calm, wolf king, watching and judging.
Wu madman also has a calm time.
However, this did not make Li Mu retreat.
"In this case... see when you can stand it."
Li Mu will be in a heart, regardless of the flying arrows that are shot, but the silver bow in his hand will continue to open and close, and he will display the more than a dozen special Spike arrows, all in one breath. Shot it out.
At the same time, the arrow shot by the blood cavalry, like a raindrop, flew to the front of Li Mu.
But after crossing such a long distance, these arrows are already weak, and the cavalry charge is mostly accurate. Most of the arrows are on the side of the pine, and occasionally some shots. In Li Mu’s body, it’s like it’s itching. Even Li Mu’s skin, which has undergone the transformation of [Congenital Power] and [True Wushu], can’t be penetrated, as if it was shot on thick special leather, it was bounced off. go with……
On the contrary, Li Ma’s big arrow, which is shot by Li Mu, is like a precision-guided missile. The bombardment is on the gun Shield and the strong bow squad in the lower mountain road. It directly caused a devastating blow. More than a hundred Qingfeng villages were instantly stunned, and their limbs were torn apart. At the same time, the rocks exploded and collapsed. In the dust, some cockroaches were killed and stabbed...
This is simply an asymmetrical massacre.
[A knife and a broken soul] Wu Hao rides on the back of the dying [Jiu Ding Chrysanthemum Leopard], the look is gloomy.
"This kind of archery and power... Is it the strongman of the "Controlling the Camp" under the name of Shenzong [Guanshan Ranch]? It is impossible, how can the big characters in the [Controlling Camp] appear? In such a backcountry? On the northwestern Wulin Road, even if it is known as the "Skymaster" archery, everyone does not speak, the archery is not so overbearing."
The martial arts mind turned to electricity.
This is why he did not rush to the first time.
This archery technique is too terrible.
Although he is a madman, he is not really crazy.
It’s not just crazy to remain famous for decades.
Anyone who doesn't know the truth tells him that he is a blind man who is not afraid of death. But in fact, he is thick and thin, and he has a heart. He deliberately created a madman image. In this cruel martial art world, any warrior can become famous. For decades, it has been extraordinary, not a fool.
The blood riding army suffered heavy losses. The Wushu’s heart only felt a little pity, but it was not heartbreaking.
He cultivated these minions in order to protect themselves, in order to drive for themselves, in his eyes, these beggars are just pieces that can be abandoned at any time.
This time in order to avenge his son, the monk can be said to be the elite of the stockade.
He wants to wash the Taibai County.
But in doing so, what the consequences are, he is very clear in his heart - will certainly be chased by the Daqin Empire, when the Qingfeng Village is absolutely unable to go down again, so he has done a good job in the Taibai County after the murder and arson The preparations for the thousand miles, the foundation of the Qingfeng Village, lost when lost, anyway, the son is already dead, and it is useless to keep the stockade.
The martial arts's gaze, with the flame of hatred and anger, looks to the pinnacle in the distance.
At this time, the light power of the head of the six-headed family has been locked up by the rope hook and finally reached the peak of about 100 meters high.
Liu Dang is a man with a tall and thin body like a bamboo raft. His face is like an ashes. He is the first light master in the Qingfeng Village. He bites a slender scimitar in his mouth. Throw away the rope and see that the peak is only standing alone, snoring, holding the scimitar in his hand and rushing to the past.
A slender scimitar, with a white brilliance under the moonlight.
The six-headed family is also very confident about his own knife. He once consulted the martial arts monk, and he has received a positive evaluation. In his view, the strong archer, once he is close, is like being smashed. Like the crab of the pliers, it is simply a dead end.
However, it is also a knife to meet him.
Under the moonlight, this knife is full of dreamy colors.
Six-headed family only feels that their souls are fascinated by this way. They don't want to avoid, don't want to shout, for fear of disturbing the beauty of this knife, and his sly face is even more unconscious. There was a smile, as if I had seen the smile of the girl next door that made him crazy.
"That is..." Under the pinnacle, [a knife and a broken soul] Wu Hao, suddenly shrinking.
He, who is also a strong knife, saw a technique that was almost in the same way.
Hey!
It was also the figure of several Qingfeng villages, climbing the pinnacle with the help of ropes.
When they saw that the six-headed family stood in the same place as the petrochemical, they were surprised, but they rushed toward the burly old man on the peak. The old man should be the arrow that used to stop the cold arrows. Hand, their task is to entangle the archer so that he can no longer sneak attack...
The old man did not escape.
"kill!"
"Entangled with him."
"Cut his hand!"
More and more of us climbed the pinnacle, they carefully sipped, using light work, swaying, changing their orientation, and rushing toward the old man in their eyes.
At this time, another knife is emerging.
Like the brightest star in the night sky, it is fascinating.
Where the Starlight Knife Light passed, all the Qingfeng Villages were standing in the same place, maintaining the position of the forward, holding the weapons in their hands, and the expression on their faces became strange. It seemed to be very beautiful. The things are sluggish, and the peaks of the peaks become strange and quiet.
Two months high hanging.
Yuehua is cold.
Mercury-like moonlight shines on these still-moving figures, projecting layers of shadows on the ground, like the shadows of the cannibal trees in the devil's woods, with a heart-rending breath.