"A small skill of carving insects!" As soon as the young man smiles and raises his hand, a stream of light flies out. In an instant, he fights with the black light released by Zhuo Yiping. After a few breath, he blows the black light away and then pours on Zhuo Yiping's cheek.

The gap is so big! Iron even see, face immediately exposed bitter. In recent years, there are few talented disciples in the holy land of wanchu. They are so ordinary that even the old enemy Zhao family can't resist them.

"Let me meet you!" The cold light came in a flash. Seeing that Zhuo Yiping couldn't flash, Tong Meng's arms shook, his joints crackled, his blood surged, and he jumped up suddenly. With one punch, he beat the roaring cold light.

Keng! When the fist and the cold light touch each other, they burst out a sound similar to the sound of gold and iron. Then the cold light flies backward and directly bumps into the young child of the Zhao family, bringing out several bloody awns on his shoulder.

In the end, there is one that can be used, and it belongs to the peak itself! The iron core even sees the appearance, on the face immediately has the happy color to expose.

"I've long heard that there is an outstanding individual cultivation among the young generation in wanchu holy land. Let me have a try. Is your fist hard or my arrow more sharp?" Just then, a young man of the Zhao ethnic group strode out with a long bow.

Zhao Ling! As soon as the young man appeared, there was a whisper outside the court, and Tong Meng's eyes jumped slightly. This Zhao Ling is the first pride of the Zhao family. He has divine power. At the age of five, his arms can open a huge bow of 3000 Jin!

"I'm very angry. If you want to have a try, you can have a try! Let's see who can be better

Tong Meng learned from tiexinlian. He could say that he had learned ten percent of tiexinlian's temper. Although he realized that he was Zhao Ling, his heart was trembling, but he didn't have any fear on his face.

"OK, but if you die, don't blame me for not reminding you." It seems that it's a trivial matter for him to kill Lingmeng.

Hum! As the voice fell, he immediately drew out a feather arrow and put it on the bow string. With a loud sound, the full moon suddenly opened, and a dark cold light, like a meteor across the sky, shot at Tong Meng.

The arrow is extremely sharp. When an arrow is shot, the sound of breaking through the air is heard all the time. The speed is even faster than the human eye can see. One eye is still on the bow string, and the next moment is in front of Tong Meng.

"Well come!" Tong Meng grinned and showed his white teeth. Then he leaped up and his whole body was full of blood. He hit the arrow with a heavy blow. With a roar, the arrow fell from the air, and even the arrow itself was smashed into the depth of the stone road under his feet, leaving only an inch of the tail, trembling.

This boy's physical strength is so strong! When ye Lingfeng saw this, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised. Although he has long found that Tong Meng's physical strength is almost comparable to that of the pan clan, he did not expect that he had reached such a point.

"Sure enough, I have two talents!" Zhao Ling is also some compassion eyes, after a faint smile, again pull the bow, an arrow shot.

Tong fiercely sprang up. As soon as the sharp arrow arrived, he hit the ground again with a heavy blow. Then he laughed and said, "you've shot me two arrows. Now it's time to taste my iron fist, right?"

Zhao Ling's face did not change. She clasped the bow string with her fingers and shot three arrows one after another. The three arrows are connected end to end. They reach the extreme point quickly and emit a sharp whine. The fluctuation of their power is amazing.

But Tong Meng had no fear. He was just like a savage. He patted the arrow with his bare hands. After three punches in a row, the three arrows fell to the ground heavily. However, although the offensive was fierce, he was not easy either. At the mouth of his right hand, where he was connected with Yu Jian, he was cracked by the anti shock force of Yu Jian, and his blood was dripping on the ground.

Boom! But Tong Meng didn't feel the pain of the tiger's mouth. After three arrows, he still had some strength to blow at Zhao Ling. The shadow of the fist roared, and immediately hit Zhao Ling on the chest. He beat him back a few steps, and his strength was scattered.

"Is that what you can do?" Tong Meng raises his head and laughs, but his eyes are scared. He feels that Zhao Ling doesn't seem to exert all his strength. This kind of ability is absolutely not worthy of the name of Tiangong.

"Well, you're really worth the bow!" Zhao Ling raised her hand to brush away her disordered hair. She slowly raised her head, looked at Tong Meng and made a faint sound. With a slight move, she changed a long bow.

The style of this bow is very common. The body of the bow is dark, and there is no brilliant light. It shows the white of the bones. When it is light buckled, the sound of gold and stone is even heard. It seems that it is made from the bones of some ferocious beast.

After Zhao Ling took the bow, he relaxed his arms and slowly pulled the bow string. With such a touch, this seemingly ordinary bow suddenly made a sound similar to the roar of a dragon.

Not only that, along the position of the bow string and the bow tire, there is a streamer suddenly released, which is connected into a shape similar to the dragon, emitting surging power fluctuations, which is shocking.

"The sky bow is really made of dragon bone and dragon tendon. It doesn't need feather arrow. After the bow is opened, it forms dragon dragon dragon arrow with pure strength!"

At present, the people in the field are speechless, and their faces are in awe. Some people who know the goods immediately tell the origin of Tiangong.Tong Meng's face became dignified, staring at the front, and his whole body was full of blood. He felt that the long bow was accumulating a terrible power, which would destroy the body and make the body as strong as him.

"Try this arrow!" Suddenly, Zhao Ling makes a sound and bows to the full moon. The Dragon light arrow between the bow string and the bow tire seems to turn into a real dragon, and then it strikes Tong Meng.

At the same time, Tong Meng jumps up, his fist roars, and his arrow strikes the dragon. At first they touched each other, and the sound of bone cracking came out. Then, at the speed visible to the naked eye, Tong Meng's right fist began to crack, and his flesh and blood began to rain on the spot. Then, he spat out blood and flew backward.

Although Tong Meng's body is strong, he can't fight against it at all!

"The sky bow kills with one arrow!" But at this time, Zhao Ling quickly buckled the bow string again, pulled the bow suddenly and shot at the inverted Tong Meng.

No! The iron core even changed color. He felt that the power of this arrow was stronger than that of the previous one. The first arrow is too fierce to resist. If you fight against it again, even if you don't die, I'm afraid you'll be badly hurt.