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Chapter 65: Your Arrow is Faster(2/2)

Everyone is within range!

An unknown master behind the bronze-armored man followed Wanrenshan all the way. Wanrenshan opened the gap in the Eagle Formation and he took advantage of the victory to pursue the Eagle Saber Soldiers. He raised the sword and dropped it with great satisfaction! He did not observe the fighting situation of Nowhere Feng Jiuxiao, even though

Observed that he didn't believe that Feng Jiuxiao could shoot him from seventy feet away! He's not a fucking wooden person. He stood still and let you shoot him! He deliberately raised his sword to kill an eagle swordsman, just to see.

Who is faster, his own sword or Feng Jiuxiao's arrow? The sword flashed, and as soon as he raised the sword in his hand, his throat was pierced! He held the arrow in his throat, his eyes protruding like dead fish, staring at Feng Jiuxiao from a distance,

There were words in his mouth that could not come out. Before he died, he finally knew one thing.

His sword is not as fast as Feng Jiuxiao's arrow!

The arrow in Feng Jiuxiao's hand has been strung again, and the string is open like a full moon! Feng Jiuxiao's posture has not changed, as if the arrow has never been shot at all!

The four masters behind Wanren Mountain were instantly petrified and did not dare to move any further!

Zeng Yong looked at the bronze statue-like monster in front of him, and then looked at the corpses of the disciples of Tianying Castle on the ground. His enemies were extremely jealous when they saw each other!

Without saying a word, the sword light flashed, and it was already slashing at the man in bronze armor with his fingers! Wanrenshan sealed his right claw, and there was a crisp sound and sparks flew everywhere. The sharp claws of the man in bronze armor were able to withstand ten magic weapons.

One of the fingers is soft!

The sword stabbed horizontally, as fast as lightning, and had pierced Wanrenshan's right chest! There was a muffled sound, and the angry sword penetrated three inches!

Zeng Yong thought to himself: It seems that the strongest thing about him is his claws. It seems that the bronze armor cannot withstand the softness of my fingers! His confidence increased greatly, and the momentum of Tianying swordsmanship suddenly surged, and the attack was like a tide!

Wanrenshan can seal it if it can, block it if it can, and if it can't block it, it can only be injured! At this time, he couldn't stop complaining!

It was an accident that Zhuozhirou could pierce through the bronze armor. The masters behind him were like idiots and refused to help. This was the second accident. The more he hit him, the more injuries he received. If he continued like this, he would have to bleed out and die. He couldn't help but think of retreating.

meaning.

He wanted to retreat, but Zeng Yong disagreed.

He saw that the man in bronze armor was showing signs of retreating, and already understood his intention. How could he fulfill his wish? The long sword attack was like a tide, Wanrenshan retreated continuously, and his scale armor was damaged with every step he took!

Liancheng is high above.

Looking at the entire Shihai battlefield, he now had only two options to take. One was to fight to the end, and the other was to retreat as quickly as possible.

The result of fighting to the death depends on the situation and there is only a dead end!

But once he retreats, the news of his defeat to Feng Jiuxiao will immediately spread throughout the world, and his reputation and dignity in the northwest martial arts world will be seriously damaged!

Which is more important, life or dignity?

Of course life is more important!

Liancheng decided to retreat!

He suddenly shouted: "Brother-in-law! I'm leaving!"

Although Feng Jiuxiao was far away, his voice was as close to his ears as he said word by word: "I don't have any say whether you can leave or not!"

Liancheng's pupils contracted, and he looked at the four people behind him, the five people near the carriage, and the four eight-level masters in the distance. He then looked at the embarrassed Wanren Mountain and the corpses of the Tianxing Sect disciples who were blown up all over the mountain. His thoughts were ups and downs. After a moment, he came up with an idea.

Having made up his mind, his face returned to calmness.

I was born a noble man, how could I die at the hands of a reckless person? What a joke!

He stood up and flew up. Several lifts and landings were already dozens of feet away. Only when the man was ten feet away did he shout loudly: "Everyone retreat!"

Yue Chi, Qiu Feipeng and other masters all followed Liancheng and flew away! The remaining masters of the four realms and the remaining defeated generals looked at each other in disbelief. Feng Jiuxiao's arrow was hanging high in the air, not knowing whose head it would pierce. On the way back, someone was blocked.

The Eagle Sword Soldiers are blocking us to death!

But I heard Feng Jiuxiao say: "Except for the man in bronze armor, you can all leave!"

This sentence was sent with the inner strength of the peak of the Nine Realms. Not only could everyone present hear it clearly, but even Fu Shaoan and others who were dozens of feet away could hear it clearly!

Everyone already has mixed feelings in their hearts!

Liancheng lost his soldiers to protect his commander, and abandoned all his brothers to evacuate first, but no one at the scene could avoid Feng Jiuxiao's arrow, including Liancheng! Feng Jiuxiao was kind to everyone without killing him! One was ruthless and unjust, the other was magnanimous.

What a difference! Everyone already has dissatisfaction and rifts in their hearts!

Wanrenshan retreated again and again, and finally his back hit a huge rock. There was no way to retreat. Zeng Yong stabbed the heart of the bronze armor with a sword, and wrapped his fingers around the heart. The bronze mirror had been stabbed with the sword for at least ten times, and the wound was already covered with a bowl.

Big, Zeng Yong only penetrated half an inch with each sword, and each sword was just to increase his pain. He suffered as many Eagle Swordsmen as he died!

Since there was no way to retreat, Zeng Yong no longer wanted to play around, and stabbed straight at him with his long sword, missing the hilt!

Zeng Yong took off Wan Renshan's mask and looked at the young and handsome face inside. Blood had begun to ooze from the corners of his mouth, but he still looked arrogant! His eyes were wide open, his gaze was distracted, and he was already dead.
Chapter completed!
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