Chapter 317： : The overlord bow that even Lee Hyo-gong can't pull

So Wei Zheng will definitely protect Li Chengfeng, even if he sacrifices his life.

After all, Wei Zheng has done a lot of good things for the Tang Dynasty all his life. He was born as a member of the Tang Dynasty, and died as the soul of the Tang Dynasty. The life of the eighth prince is more important than the life of this old bone. Therefore, once Li Chengfeng encounters danger, Wei Zheng will definitely give up his life. rescued.

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"Eighth prince, can I show the old minister the Ujin in your hand?"

Li Chengfeng is squinting his eyes, aiming at the distance between here and the battlefield, how far it is, and how much strength he needs to use.

Li Xiaogong suddenly came to Li Chengfeng's side and said with a smile.

Li Chengfeng nodded, fiddled with the bow string casually, and said: "Okay, then please General Li, let's try the bow! But the full name of this bow is Wujin Overlord Bow!"

"okay!"

"Om..."

As a result, Li Chengfeng let go of his little hand, and the moment the Overlord Bow landed on Li Xiaogong's hand, Li Xiaogong's left hand sank, and he almost fell to the ground.

"How come? So heavy?"

Li Xiaogong's eyes widened immediately, his expression was full of disbelief.

He has never met before, a bow and arrow that he can't hold with his hands?

One can only imagine how heavy this bow is.

Randomly, Li Xiaogong immediately stabilized his pace, put his right hand together, and held the Wujin Overlord Bow firmly in his hand.

Li Xiaogong's face became a little rosy, and he immediately laughed, saying: "Hahaha, what a bow, what a bow!"

"Eighth prince, you are really born with supernatural power!"

This sentence, Li Xiaogong is not ridiculing, but sincere admiration from the heart.

As a general who has galloped on the battlefield for many years, what kind of bow has he never tried?

Every bow and arrow, in Li Xiaogong's hands, he can pull out the full moon effect perfectly, and can shoot up to a distance of 35 feet.

But only this Wujin Overlord Bow, the moment Li Xiaogong got it in his hands, he felt that it was a peerless bow.

His weight is simply beyond the control of ordinary people.

Under the sunlight, the two dark handwriting radiated a golden light under the sun: Overlord!

Li Xiaogong's heart trembled when he saw it, and he shouted: "Okay, what a Wujin Overlord Bow! Come here, come here with the arrow!"

"Eighth prince, can you give the old general me a try with your Wujin overlord's bow?"

Li Xiaogong asked Li Chengfeng with a smile.

As martial arts practitioners, they love weapons the most. Li Xiaogong has played with knives, guns, sticks, swords, locks, hooks and whips.

So he also wanted to try how powerful the black gold bow in Li Chengfeng's hand could be.

Li Chengfeng nodded slightly, and said: "Please go! General Li can try as he pleases, but if General Li can't draw the bowstring, then you can't blame me!"

"Haha, how is it possible? I, Li Xiaogong, have been on the battlefield for more than 30 years, but I have never met a bowstring that I can't draw!"

Li Xiaogong laughed.

Although the weight of the Wujin Overlord Bow is so heavy that ordinary people can't draw the bowstring at all, but for a stronger person, it shouldn't be a problem to shoot a few arrows, right?

However, although this bow is good and heavy, if it is carried on the battlefield, Li Xiaogong feels that it must be a burden.

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A small guard brought a quiver and handed it to Li Xiaogong.

Li Xiaogong then took out an arrow made of iron feathers from inside.

Li Xiaogong raised his left hand and held the Overlord Bow tightly.

His left hand trembled a little, because the weight of the Ujin Overlord Bow was beyond the reach of ordinary people, and he had to straighten his arms.

After putting on the metal bow and arrow, Li Xiaogong suddenly pulled the bow and arrow with his right hand.

"Om..."

The bowstring made a sound of cicadas, but it didn't move.

Li Xiaogong's eyes widened, what the fuck, I can't pull this thing away? I don't believe in evil today.

Li Xiaogong continued to exert all his strength, his face turned red.

But the string of Wujin Overlord's Bow still hasn't been pulled.

Li Chengfeng covered his mouth and snickered, Wei Zheng and Changsun Wuyi couldn't help laughing.

Because they could all see that Li Xiaogong couldn't pull the bowstring of this overlord's bow at all.

But they also found it very strange that Li Xiaogong was a well-known general in the Tang Dynasty. He guarded the border city of Suzhou for more than ten years, and the Turkic army could not break through at all.

But even such a great general can't pull the bowstring?

At this time, Changsun Wuyi couldn't help coming to Li Chengfeng's side, and asked, "Eighth Prince, when did you come to Suzhou, when did you bring this Overlord Bow?"

Li Chengfeng scratched the back of his head, and said, "Oh, I brought it, isn't it right under your feet?"

"Ah? At Xiaochen's feet? Is there one? Why didn't I see it?"

"That's why you're blind!"

"Uh, well..."

Li Chengfeng spoke nonsense in a serious manner, and Changsun Wuyi could only smile bitterly, unable to refute.

Because he didn't know whether Li Chengfeng brought a bow or not.

And Li Chengfeng can't say that his bow was bought from the system with naughty points, right? Otherwise, it will take a long time to explain, which is very troublesome.

In the end, Li Xiaogong still failed to pull the bowstring of Overlord Bow.

He gave up.

He smiled, put down the iron arrow in his hand, and said with a smile: "Haha, UU Reading Eighth Prince, I think it's better for the Eighth Prince to shoot the first arrow of this Wujin Overlord Bow! But for a peerless bow, it must be his master who will shoot the first arrow!"

Li Chengfeng knew that Li Xiaogong couldn't draw the Overlord's Bow.

But he didn't break it, he smiled slightly and said: "Okay, then today, my prince will let you all come and see what is the power of the Wujin Overlord Bow!"

Li Chengfeng passed the Overlord Bow in Li Xiaogong's hand, with a very relaxed expression on his face.

Li Xiaogong felt a little strange.

Why did the Eighth Prince look so relaxed when he held the bow and arrow?

Could it be that the strength of a veteran who has lived for fifty or sixty years is not as strong as that of the eighth prince who is six years old?

At this time, Li Xiaogong sighed slightly, but he also seemed a little heroic.

Because he knew that even when he was young, he couldn't pull the bowstring.

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However, when the Wujin Overlord Bow was in Li Chengfeng's hands, Li Chengfeng looked relaxed and at ease.

He can turn it however he wants.

Li Xiaogong handed over a metal arrow and said, "Eighth Prince, please use arrows!"

Li Xiaogong wanted to see if the eighth prince in the legend was born with supernatural power and could not pull the Overlord's Bow by himself. Could it be that the eighth prince could easily pull it off?

Moreover, Li Xiaogong was certain in his heart that if he could not pull the Overlord's Bow, looking at the entire Tang Dynasty, there would definitely not be three people who could pull it.

Li Jing, Yu Chigong, and Qin Qiong may be able to pull away with difficulty, but they will definitely not be able to shoot the arrow.