"Medium" "Medium" "Medium" After Feng Xing was suddenly hit by an arrow, the arrow guards in all directions shouted loudly.
I didn't see them shooting arrows with their bows, but they could only hear a shout, and all sorts of strange arrows were shooting in a straight line, or in an arc, or like a snake, or turning over and over from all directions.
Some arrows were even thrown high into the sky and fell straight to the ground; There were also arrows that shot indiscriminately to the ground, and after sneaking underground for some distance, they suddenly pierced through the soil and shot out from Fengxing's side.
There are also some arrows as small as toothpicks, which are silent when they fly, and once they get close to Fengxing's body, they explode violently like thunder.
There were also arrows as large and thick as the trunk of a large tree, whirring and flying like a mountain pressing down on the top.
The cyan wind behind Feng Xing blew, and the two cyan wings spread out several zhang long, and the wings shook rapidly, bringing Feng Xing's body to roll wildly like willow whiskers in the wind, and there were countless large and small arc trajectories in the air.
On a normal day, even if there were thousands of archers shooting at the same time from all directions, Fengxing relied on this rapidly changing dodge technique, and none of the arrows could hurt a single hair of his hair.
But in front of these archers, all his dodge tracks are perceived "Is it useful" an archery guard shouted: "Fengxing, everything you have is your cultivation given to you by the Yi Shen Ministry, your archery skills, including your skills to escape and dodge, are all from the Yi Shen Ministry, you can dodge the arrows of all the archers in the world, but the only thing that can't be avoided is our arrows" With a pop, an arrow pierced Fengxing's shoulder.
With a pop, an arrow pierced the lower abdomen of the wind rampant.
With a loud bang, an arrow exploded, and a ball of fire submerged half of Fengxing's body.
With a sneer, an arrow spewed out countless electric lights, bringing up small lightning bolts and slashing at Fengxing's body.
The wind is like a broken ship in a storm.
It was difficult to struggle and roll in the mountains and forests, and tried his best to escape towards the barren mountains and mountains.
Countless attacks continued to fall on him, large patches of blood splashed, and arrows pierced his bones, accompanied by a crisp sound of bone cracking, arrows pierced his body, bringing out countless shiny bone fragments.
As these archers say.
The dodge technique that is performed by Feng Xing is the original combat technique of the Yi Shen Division.
On the battlefield.
Once the archers of the Yi God Department began to run at full speed and dodge with all their might, they were not afraid of the enemy's arrows at all, and no matter how many arrows they had, they could only fly by their bodies, but they could not hurt a single hair of their hair.
But these archery guards are the strongest and most fierce people in the Yi Shenbu's archery, and their immature dodging skills are all loopholes everywhere in them, even if the speed of the wind running is beyond their imagination, their arrows still easily hit the wind and the wind.
Feng Xing used all his strength to trigger the boots refined by Yu Yu Daoren, and his speed soared more than ten times.
At one point, he ran faster than the archers.
But as one arrow after another continued to penetrate his body, Feng Xing's qi and blood were rapidly consumed, and the speed of running quickly slowed down.
Gritting his teeth, bleeding, his eyes widened, and the wind howled, he ran forward like a wounded beast.
Ten miles.
Thirty miles, fifty miles, one hundred miles Two hundred miles, three hundred miles, five hundred miles Fengxing burns essence and blood while repairing the wounds on his body.
As he exerted his best efforts, he spurred his boots and fled at full speed as if he were flying.
He can run more than ten miles with one rise and fall, even if sometimes he hits his head on a big tree, hits a rock, hits his head and bleeds, and crashes into a cliff that collapses, he still flees forward at full speed after rolling up.
Puff puff puff Arrows kept piercing his body.
Tear open his flesh, break through his bones, and injure his internal organs.
Severe pain came from all over the body, several witch holes were pierced by arrows, witch holes were shattered, and the uncontrollable magic power raged in the body, and from time to time a large piece of flesh and blood was blown away by the rampaging magic power.
The archers sneered and laughed, and kept throwing arrows, injuring Feng Xing everywhere on his body that was not fatal but enough to make him feel painful.
"If you catch the living, it won't be much of a blessing to send the dead back, and if you catch the alive, the reward will be at least ten times more."
"That's right, when he dared to kill the emperor, the patriarch was so angry that he vomited blood, and it was too cheap for him to kill him alone."
"Hmph, poor this kid doesn't know how to be a man, he had a great future, but now he has become like this."
Poof, an arrow pierced through the back of the wind's neck and shot out of his throat.
This arrow brought great pain to Fengxing, and his body flicked, and he fell to the ground in embarrassment and rolled over and over, unable to get up for a long time.
With the sound of light footsteps, a total of twenty-four arrow guards quickly surrounded them.
Their black feathers were dull in the starlight, as if the deepest night had swallowed up all light.
Behind them, the odd-shaped feathers were like the wings of a big bird, gently spreading in the night wind, bringing up black whirlwinds.
"It's kind of, like his dead ghost daddy."
An arrow guard said vaguely: "Such a little cub has been beaten by our three hundred and ninety-seven arrows, and his blood has been drained three times, and he can still escape in such a short time."
Turning his head, he stretched out a few fingers and gestured, and measured the distance with the secret technique, and the arrow guard exclaimed: "Good boy, in just eighty-one breaths, how can he run so fast after escaping more than two thousand three hundred miles?"
All the archers gasped at the same time, and in the time of eighty-one breaths, Feng Xing rushed out like a madman at a speed of more than two thousand three hundred miles, this speed Even if the clansmen of the Yi God tribe are all scuds, they are all amazingly fast.
But Feng Xing also suffered more than 300 arrows from them in a row along the way, and his body was constantly seriously injured, and his leg bones burst as many as nineteen times, and in this case, he could still escape more than 2,000 miles "These boots are weird" An arrow guard quickly got the arrow through his neck, fell to the ground and struggled beside him, and pressed one hand on his boot: "This kid is faster than us, it's these boots."
Damn, what grade of witch treasure is this?"
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"Witch King Witch Emperor No, Witch Emperor-level witch treasures don't have this kind of breath.
It's "The Arrow Guard's tone became extremely strange.
"Death" Far away, a long roar came, and a firelight wrapped in a flame dragon roared and slashed down on the head of the arrow guard.
To be continued.
S: On Saturday, I had a little ventilation and a break.
So, today's four chapters are guaranteed Accompany my wife out shopping, eat a pot or something.
The mother-in-law and father-in-law are not at home, and the family has something to do, so the problem of eating can only be solved by themselves Today, four chapters, and the remaining two afternoons to figure it out: