The Dongyi tribe mostly inherits the power of the bloodline of the ancient gods and birds, and majors in wind, thunder, and electric witchcraft.
The wind is light and unpredictable, the thunder is fierce and domineering, the electricity is agile and sharp, and the arrows of the Dongyi archers are infinitely powerful and difficult for ordinary people to resist because of these magical powers.
Yi Tian roared, the thunder wings behind him shook violently, and his body forcibly crossed a hundred zhang, and the arrow light shot by the wind almost grazed his body.
It was obvious that there was an invisible electric field around Yi Tian's body, and when the arrow swept over his body, a large area of electric light burst and flickered.
Without waiting for Feng Xing to fly to the same height as himself, Yi Tian had already pulled out the thunderous longbow and shot out at Feng Xing with a backhand arrow.
The arrows of the wind were densely packed like a storm carrying raindrops to shoot indiscriminately, and Yitian's arrows were like Thor raising a sledgehammer to strike violently, fierce and domineering.
When the arrow detached from the bowstring, the arrow turned into a cloud of electric light the size of a water tank, dragging a long spark of electricity towards the wind.
The wings condensed by the cyan hurricane swayed slightly, carrying the wind's body lightly in mid-air.
When Yi Tian's body moved, the electric light burst and the momentum was huge, but when the wind moved, his movements were light, and the afterimages were like ghosts covering the void, and if he was a person with poor eyesight, he couldn't see where Fengxing's body was.
The fierce and abnormal thunder arrow shattered more than a dozen afterimages of Feng Xing in a row, and in the end, it failed to touch a single hair of Feng Xing, and hit his head on the ground obliquely.
The electric light exploded, only to hear a loud noise, a large ball of fire on the ground rose into the sky, and this thunderous arrow opened a large pit with a diameter of 100 zhang and a depth of 1,000 zhang in front of the gate of Tu Shan's palace.
The hot mist continued to erupt from the crater, and the earth in the pit was burned into magma by the blinking lightning.
Feng Xing flashed Yi Tian's arrows, and the divine bow in his hand sounded, and the dense golden arrows shot towards Yi Tian densely.
Each golden arrow was no more than a zhang long, but the cyan wind was entwined around the arrow, pulling up a white wind band visible to the naked eye, swishing through the void, enveloping Yitian from all directions.
The thunder wings behind Yi Tian shook violently, and every time the wings shook, his body erupted with a dazzling electric light, and then appeared outside a hundred zhang without warning.
He was like a flea bouncing around in mid-air, and every time his form disappeared and appeared, one or three or five thunderbolt arrows would shoot towards the wind.
The afterimages brought by the wind were all over the sky, and the whirring wind drowned out the sound of thunder on the arrows shot by Yi Tian.
He carefully dodged the arrows shot by Yi Tian, and at the same time attacked Yi Tian as fast as he could.
Both of them are extremely fast, and they are also well versed in Dongyi's various archery techniques, and they have their own unique rules between dodging, although it seems that the two of them may be hit by arrows at any time, but in fact, they fought for a quarter of an hour, and both of them were unharmed Although Yi Tian's cultivation is much stronger than Feng Xing, who has just stepped into the Witch Emperor realm with the help of the power of the Mu Dao Man Bodhizi, and even just condensed half of the Natal Wu Star, but the speed of Feng Xing is too fast, and the boots that Yu Yu Dao people helped him refine to help him move and dodge, increasing his agility and flexibility a hundred times out of thin air.
The people watching the battle below could clearly see that although Feng Xing's cultivation was not as good as Yi Tian's, his speed and flexibility were at least three times that of Yi Tian.
When the Dongyi archers are dueling, speed is the most important, as long as you have enough speed, even if your attack power is far inferior to the enemy, at least the enemy can't do anything about you.
Yi Tian roared in a hurry, and he suddenly shouted: "Yi Feng, you despicable bastard, do you remember your married sister When I went to slaughter her, she was already pregnant, and I cut her open with my own hands."
Feng Xing suddenly became so terrible that he let out a long howl like a wounded lone wolf, and the afterimage in the sky suddenly dissipated, leaving him alone and a figure suspended in mid-air.
"Yitian, dare you fight me with an arrow" Feng Xing howled hoarsely, the wings behind him suddenly dissipated, and all his magic power was poured into the divine bow in his hand, and a long golden arrow on the bowstring was constantly ringing.
The so-called fighting arrows are more cruel than fighting arrows, and they need to be brave without fear of death.
Fighting arrows, but also to show off a variety of fancy body skills and archery, there was a Dongyi archery master continued to fight arrows for ten days and ten nights, both of them were unscathed.
But for the arrow, as the name suggests, everyone does not dodge or dodge, and fights for their lives.
At a certain distance, everyone gave up all opportunities to dodge and move, and greeted each other with the strongest archery, agreeing on three, ten or one hundred arrows, and could not dodge, but could only use their bodies to eat each other's arrows Bear it, live I can't bear it, I die Only a deep hatred that cannot be washed away, such as a blood feud like Feng Xing, which is slaughtered all over the door, can it be possible to propose such an endless gamble against arrows.
"Ha" Yitian suddenly retracted the thunder wings behind him, and his body was suspended in front of Feng Xing.
He sneered and looked at Feng Xing, nodded and said coldly: "Okay, although you are a lowly mongrel, you are also a bastard with a little guts, it's just that, hehe, ha" After saying a few words vaguely, Yi Tian suddenly yelled.
Behind Feng Xing, less than two miles away, there was suddenly an old man from Dongyi with gray hair, wearing a straitjacket made of black eagle feathers, and holding a black longbow.
He silently pulled out his longbow, and three black feathers six feet long rested on the bowstring, and without a single sound of wind, they turned into three black streamers and shot towards the wind.
The barbarians, the young secretary, and the Yemo Shanye saw the shameless sneak attack of Yitian's subordinates at the same time, but they didn't have time to warn them at all.
In the midst of his busy schedule, Taiji, who had always looked confused and ignorant, suddenly raised his head and pointed his finger at Fengxing.
Three black feathers pierced Feng Xing's body, one feather pierced his eyebrows, one pierced his heart, and one pierced his lower abdomen.
The three black feathers pierced through his three fatal points, and just as they were about to burst open, the power of Taiji's finger took effect.
Fengxing's body was hazy, and he suddenly appeared twenty feet away.
Taisi's finger didn't have much effect, it was nothing more than transferring the whole person of Fengxing from now to before a snap of his fingers.
A flick of the finger was in the place he was at this moment.
Far away, Ji Hao, who gave the Gonggong clan an ugly one, galloped over.
Seeing that the white-haired old man used such vicious means to sneak attack Fengxing, and in fact he had almost killed Fengxing, Ji Hao's heart was furious, and his body came to his side in a flash, Taiji Shenfeng brought up an arc of light, and wiped his neck with a snort.
Yi Tian was smirking wildly, and the old man's head flew up with a large piece of blood.
To be continued
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