A peak level 5 of a warrior tells a warrior that you don’t have a chance to take action if you don’t take action. If you put this outside, you will definitely be laughed at by someone.

But who can defend the battle in the death space is not the phoenix among people, and the average level six of the big fighter is really not his opponent.

Because he used a bow.

"Are you sure?" Zhao Yu looked at the other party with a smile, and when he spoke, he was already moving forward.

Seeing Zhao Yu rushing towards him empty-handedly, the man was furious.

If it weren't for the fact that the other party had just said the word Bajue Sect, the man wouldn't bother talking nonsense to Zhao Yu, but Zhao Yu ignored his kindness and dared to underestimate him?

"You are looking for death." The man said this and had already pulled his bow suddenly.

In the blink of an eye, the bow is full.

Between the bowstrings, a golden arrow condensed by internal energy suddenly formed, dazzling and with a sense of danger that makes people palpitations.

Thirty feet, not far away, but not close. Zhao Yu was carrying a long sword on his back, but never drew his sword. This was an insult to the man. Since this was the case, he would not give Zhao Yu any chance. Once he took action, he would be a masterpiece of fame.

"Qianyu Kill!"

As the low shout fell, the golden arrows in the air suddenly divided into two, and two into four. In an instant, the rain of arrows blocked all the movable directions of Zhao Yu from all directions.

The ultimate kill.

In such an attack, even a warrior cannot predict the dodge in advance, he will be injured.

A hint of sarcasm appeared on the corner of the man's mouth. He dared to ignore his words, which was the price.

But this time the sarcasm broke on his face the next moment, and he even blinked in disbelief.

In the field, Zhao Yu's figure suddenly scattered. Yes, it just scattered, arrows all over the sky, but on the ground... they were all Zhao Yu's shadows.

Arrows fell and figures were disillusioned.

The bleeding side in the imagination did not appear, and the embarrassing figure of Zhao Yu was not seen in the imagination. Almost all of the scene were Zhao Yu's shadows, but they were just shadows.

"This is impossible." The man couldn't resist the shock.

If Zhao Yu avoided when he launched an attack, the man would not be so shocked. At most, he was surprised that Zhao Yu felt so keenly about danger.

But...what did he see now? He saw Zhao Yu dodging arrows all over the sky.

Is this still something that people can do?

With the rumbling sound, dust flies.

The man couldn't help but widen his eyes. He wanted to see what the result was. He really didn't believe it. Someone could be intact under his move.

But the next moment, his pupils suddenly contracted, and Zhao Yu's voice sounded behind him.

"This move is called Qianyu Kill, right?"

"Yes...yes." In just a moment, the man's forehead was covered with cold sweat.

After being attacked by Qianyu Kill, the opponent not only did the killing attack, but also appeared quietly behind him. If the opponent had the intention to kill him, he would be dead now.

Yes, he didn't notice at all when Zhao Yu came behind him.

"A good name, and it's very powerful, but it's a little longer." Zhao Yu reached out and knocked on the other party's neck: "I've won? Or should I continue?"

When the sound fell, Zhao Yu had already returned to his original place.

The man's face suddenly changed. The speed... was so fast that his eyes couldn't keep up.

With such speed, Qianyu Kill, a large-scale lethal move, is restrained by this speed type. In addition, due to the environment, no matter how fast the opponent's speed is, it should not be able to exert it.

But now, Zhao Yu taught him a lesson. As long as the speed is fast enough, no matter what environment or move it is, he will not be able to hurt him.

Because in another world, there is a saying that only the martial arts of the world can be fast and not broken.

A short distance from the world.

What Zhao Yu used was a martial art that was a short distance from the world, which made the seven elders unable to help but amazed.

If the man knew in advance that Zhao Yu's speed was so perverted, he would definitely keep the distance and even be more vigilant.

Unfortunately...he didn't know.

"Pass."

When Zhao Yu raised his head and looked into the air, the ethereal voice sounded at first. The man holding the bow and arrow turned pale slightly, but he still clasped his fists at Zhao Yu and said, "Thank you for your mercy."

This is a fact. Although a man is arrogant, he also knows what he is.

It is too easy for a person who can dodge the Qianyu Killing and appear behind him without knowing it.

Moreover, Zhao Yu's strength is one level higher than him. Even if he doesn't have such speed, it will be a matter of time before he can beat him.

It's just that I can't do it so cleanly.

"Ceering." Zhao Yu also clasped his fists. He had already heard from the ethereal and old voice that the other party had good intentions towards the Bajue Sect. In this case, Zhao Yu naturally would not kill people randomly.

One stick of incense? No, Zhao Yu doesn’t even need half a stick of incense. If he follows this speed, it will probably not take one stick of incense after the third level.

The man carried the giant bow back behind him, looked at Zhao Yu deeply, and turned around and left.

As he left, another voice suddenly appeared in another section of the corridor.

"In the dust seal, it is known as the Fengchen Sword, and the peak of the sixth level of the Great Fighting Warrior, please give me advice."

The man was wearing a white robe and holding a big knife. From time to time, he looked at Zhao Yu with a calm expression.

The peak of the sixth level of the Great Fighting Warrior is even better than himself.

"Please." Zhao Yu raised his hand, his expression was also calm. From beginning to end, he had no intention of drawing the sword.

Chen Feng frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "Brother Zhao Yu, I see all your performance just now. I know your speed is very fast, but speed does not have much effect on me. Are you sure you don't draw your sword?"

"I am from the Bajue Sect." Zhao Yu did not explain, but just said this.

Since the seventh elder wants him to pass the test and the old iron ghost wants him to show off, then he will be arrogant.

Drawing the sword? No need.

Not to mention that they are only at the same level, so what if they are at the seventh level of the Great Fighting Warrior? If the other party is qualified to let him draw his sword, he will naturally draw his sword.

"Since that's the case, then you're careful."

Chen Feng was stunned for a moment, as if he had thought of something, with a look of emotion, and when the voice fell, the big knife was unsheathed with a clang.

"This move swept across thousands of troops and I hope you can taste it."

The sound of the knife resounded throughout the courtyard, and the extremely sharp blade broke through the space. In just a moment, it appeared in front of Zhao Yu.
Chapter completed!