Volume 10 Chapter 52

Mo Qingfeng reluctantly tied his wound with a hemostasis bandage, but he was unable to stand up from the ground.

He saw that someone was like a feather, floating over the top of the heavy cavalry, and the heavy cavalry that gathered into the iron stream could not be stopped.

He saw a figure like a golden iron demon in the roar of a huge bell, then he flew backward and fell to the ground.

It was a man of practice in the army who was wearing a green Wolf's heavy armor. However, under the hand of the other side's light like electricity, such a heavy body was directly shaken back and flew out.

At the very beginning, he refused Zhantai shallow Tang's request. According to reason, a man with iron will and great loyalty to the Empire, like him, is absolutely impossible to change his previous decision and release an important practitioner of the enemy country. However, at this moment, when he saw these scenes and heard Zhantai shallow Tang's extremely sincere request, his mind and spirit were shaking violently But I struggled to open the lock on the prison car.

What he didn't know, however, was that on the hillock not far away from them, the archer, from the beginning to the end, had not been in a hurry to shoot an arrow, and had been calmly observing the movement on the field.

This is a medium-sized man in a tight black leather suit and a black mask on his face.

In his hand, he had a huge bow that was much bigger than Yunqin's strong bow. The whole body of the bow was yellow and bright in the dark light. It was not like gold and iron, but rather like some kind of huge bone. The bowstring had a cold metal light, black, but it was always wet, like the cold little water from it.

At the moment when Mo Qingfeng forces his body up, the eyes of the calm Archer are firmly fixed on him.

The archer in the tight black leather jacket pulled out the bowstring steadily, but in this moment, the archer's eyes also flashed violently, the whole body swept forward to the left side, and in the moment of turning around in the air, the arrow in his hand was out of his hand and shot back.

Lin Xi, who had already appeared not far behind the archer, continued to improve.

Senleng's black pure gold arrows flew over the top of Linxi's head, breaking three rough trees and shooting down the slope.

The archer shoots again, the body shape has not yet landed, and the second arrow has been shot out of hand.

Lin Xi turns sideways and continues to rush forward.

The arrow passed him.

The archer lands on the ground, takes a step back slightly, and shoots again after stabilizing his body shape.

Lin Xi went straight ahead, and the third arrow shot between his arm and the space under his ribs. Not only did it not hurt his body, but even his ordinary cotton padded robe did not tear.

Between these three arrows, Lin Xi has arrived at the archer's body.

The archer's eyes are all shocked. Although the biggest deterrent force of the arrow is from the long-range, the closer it is to the archer, the harder it is to dodge. However, the cultivator, who does not know his identity, seems to be able to sense the specific track of each arrow in advance. His three arrows did not cause any obstacles to his attack!

In the strong shock, the archer didn't have any hesitation. The black bowstring cut to Linxi's neck like a very thin long sword. At the same time, when his right hand was shaking, a black fine gold arrow that had been pinched in his hand was thrown out as a shuttle gun and stabbed Linxi in the chest.

Lin Xi's body suddenly stops.

Because of the rush of soul power, the earth under his feet boils like boiling water.

At this point, the bowstring that the archer cuts across is a foot away from his body, and cuts an empty space.

At the same time, the long sword in his hand took advantage of a wave to shoot out the black pure gold arrows that were directly attacking him.

The archer was not good at close combat. At this moment, he subconsciously stepped forward and wanted to continue to attack. However, he saw that the long sword in Lin Xi's hand flew out of his hand at the same time of flying the fine gold arrows.

For a while, the archer felt only astonished. He only felt that it was impossible for him to shake off his sword by the strength of his arrow with the evasion and momentum of Lin Xi and the cultivation of controlling his soul force to evade his attack.

At this moment, he couldn't understand why Lin Xi took off the sword. He just looked at the sword subconsciously.

In the next moment, before he could wave his bow, he felt the soul force in Lin Xi gushing out at an unimaginable speed.

Lin Xi's whole body, in his perception, is like a skin bag that leaks everywhere.

The sword, which was flying out of his hand, suddenly gathered a powerful force, and its speed suddenly increased several times, cutting his throat.

The archer felt as if a huge hard wood had hit his throat, and a feeling of unspeakable pain and fear filled his mind.

His body stepped back two steps and looked down subconsciously.

Only saw a fan-shaped blood, spurting out from his throat, in front of the world, like a bright and extremely cockscomb.

He wants to look up and see Lin Xi and see how the other side can do it.

However, he was unable to lift his head and fell to the ground.

……

Lin Xi grabbed his long sword and quickly inserted it into the ordinary wooden scabbard on his back.

This is an archer of the same rank as a statesman.

Judging from the shooting situation of the former Archer, the archer can't master some unique archery skills of the college's Windrunner. In terms of the ordinary accuracy of archery, he is no less than Lin Xi at the peak of archery skills.

But the situation on the battlefield not far away at the moment made Lin Xi feel a little happy when he quickly grabbed the archer's bow and arrow.

When biluoling left, the "Xiaohei" of the college had been put there by Bian Linghan. At the moment, even if there is "Xiaohei" in the hand, if it is openly used, it is likely to expose his real identity.

At the moment, this huge bow with yellow black bone is not the soul soldier of any college or workshop in Yunqin, but he just holds it in his hand, the texture uploaded from the body of the bow, as well as the breath of some vitality left behind in the body of the bow and the runes on the bowstring, so he can be sure that it must be a weapon of excellence.

With such a strong bow, we may be able to cope with the situation at the moment.

……

Lin Xi's fight with the archer was thrilling, but in a very short time, the battle field between the army of Yunqin and the practitioners had changed a lot.

In the face of Mo Qingfeng, who was forced to support his body and began to unlock the lock, the practitioner, who was extremely fast in both body shape and sword, did not stop him. But in this very short period of time, he forcefully knocked down two soldiers with heavy armor of green Wolf until they could not stand up again.

However, the eyebrows of this skinny and powerful enemy cultivator suddenly wrinkled The arrow he had expected did not fall.

Mo Qingfeng should be shot again and fall in front of the prison car, but there is no black refined gold arrow penetrating his body, and no black refined gold arrow falling to other places.

Although it's only a simple attack, I don't know how many arrangements have been made secretly, and how many reliable messages have been mobilized. The strength of the military force of this escort army and the strength of the practitioners in it are well known. Therefore, for this enemy practitioner, even if the archer is shooting in a place, he can't be attacked and killed, and he can't be silent all of a sudden.

However, such an unreasonable thing happened suddenly.

Without a moment's hesitation, the cultivator holding a silver like thin blade long knife, who had no one to stop him before, began to retreat quickly.

"When!" A soft sound of.

The door of the prison car was opened, and Zhan Taiqian Tang stooped out of it.

At this time, Lin Xi just grasped the strong bow in his hand.

Mo Qingfeng opens his mouth, but he is weak and speechless at the moment. However, looking at the look on Mo Qingfeng's face and what his eyes indicate, Zhantai shallow Tang has understood.

Mo Qingfeng's eyes are on a carriage behind the prison car, the carriage Lei Jing was in.

Zhantai shallow Tang looks at Mo Qingfeng and nods a little. At the next moment, his body has turned into a wind, and he immediately plunders into the carriage.

"Poof!"

At the moment when his body rushed into the carriage, a red long gun thrown like a god pierced the carriage, but the body of Zhantai shallow Tang Dynasty had come out of the rear of the carriage.

His hands were already holding his indigo sword.

There was a gust of wind beside the broken carriage.

Following the line when the red long gun came, the indigo long sword in Zhantai's hands turned into a light and stabbed the burly practitioner who had just thrown his long gun!

"Drink!"

A man of practice holding a snowy Tomahawk breathed out his voice and slashed the light with his axe.

However, in this moment, a shrill arrow howled suddenly in the sky.

The cultivator with a snow axe suddenly magnified his pupils, his body suddenly froze, a mass of blood rushed out of his chest, and a cluster of arrows, which were still rotating violently, came out from behind him.

"Poof!"

At the same time, the indigo sword accurately pierced the throat of the massive cultivator, and the body of the massive cultivator flew like a kite between rapid recovery.

Lei Jing escorts Mr. Luo to retreat. Seeing that the enemy's fast cultivator retreats, his heart is full of pressure. At this moment, he suddenly sees such a scene. Both of them are unable to react It is clear that this is the archer of the other side. How can we deal with our own people now?

At the same time, the enemy's leader, just a few sabres, completely shocked luowu and leijing. In the eyes of the thin practitioners who were retreating rapidly, they also appeared to be extremely shocked. He knew that the archer must have been assassinated But he did not expect that the one who killed the archer was such a powerful archer.

But in this astonishment, he didn't stop and let out a roar.

In his roar, two practitioners came out of the array and began to run towards the mound where Lin Xi was.

On the mound, Lin Xi is swinging his fingers, trying to spread the numbness, itching and strangeness in his bones. Then, his fingers pick up a heavy black metal arrow again.