The divine light of the longbow flowed, and Feng Xing's arrow exhausted almost all the witch power in his body.

With Feng Xing's current strength, his strongest killer move can only stimulate three arrows in a day. He just shot a fatal arrow, and this time he injected all the wizard power needed by the remaining two arrows into the longbow.

The witch power was doubled, and the golden arrow turned into streamer light, several times faster than the arrow just now, and the lethality was more than ten times stronger. The bowstring recoiled, Feng Xing's five fingers cracked at the same time, and a large piece of blood was sprinkled on the longbow with a dazzling light.

Taking a deep breath, Feng Xing didn't care about the result of his arrow shooting, and turned around and escaped as fast as possible. The blue storm rolled behind him, and a pair of blue wings spread out in the spinning wind shadow, attached lightly to his back.

Dozens of afterimages flashed by, Feng Xing ran away without a trace after several ups and downs.

Arrows are like lightning, like light, like impermanence.

Having just conquered two great warriors of the Ga tribe, enjoying the envious and jealous eyes of his companions, the young man of the Yu tribe smiled and wanted to say something. The armor on his body suddenly lit up, and countless runes spewed out from the exquisite runes on the armor, turning into twelve long blood-colored runes as thick as a thumb on the surface of his body, and the disk rotated rapidly with a harsh roar.

Golden arrows shot in, and long chains of blood-colored runes hit the golden arrows fiercely.

Golden, blood-colored light spots splashed, and amid the terrifying sound of shattering, blood-colored runes were long chains [after shattering one by one, and golden arrows came to the front of the young man of the Yu clan like a terrifying sound.

The young man of the Yu clan screamed in despair. A blood-colored round jade talisman had reached the palm of his palm. As long as he pinched the jade talisman, the amulets personally refined by the elders of other clans could bless him with a high-level defensive barrier.

Feng Xing's arrow with all his strength is extremely powerful, but it is impossible to break through the defense of the high-level witch king.

But as soon as his fingers held the jade talisman, the arrow penetrated deeply into the eyes of the young man in the Yu clan, three feet and six inches long, ordinary steel arrows, ordinary iron and wood arrow shafts, and a jade coin could buy a thousand arrows. The arrows penetrated deeply into the young man in the Yu clan, and then a ball of golden light exploded suddenly.

The head of a young man in Yu race exploded. The golden arrows blasted through his helmet and shot hard into the heart of a young man in Yu race behind him.

"Blood Moon is on!" All the young men of the Yu clan exclaimed in unison with the guards of the Jia clan beside them, watching the arrow penetrated a set of fine armor forged by the master craftsman of the Blood Moon lineage, and shot the pale-faced young men of the Yu clan and flew out in a mess more than a hundred feet away.

The golden arrows trembled violently, and the young man of the Yu clan was shot through his chest by the arrows. The arrow nailed him to a cliff. The golden light that was dimly dimmed on the shaft exploded, and the arrow turned into ashes and drifted away. The young man of the Yu clan was also blasted to open a blood hole the size of a basin was also blown up on the chest of the Yu clan.

"Save me!" The young man of Yu clan who was shot and fell to the ground in heavy weight. The twelve guards of the Jia clan who were with him rushed up in horror, hurriedly took out the pills that saved their lives, and poured them into his mouth without any worries.

There were also soldiers of the Ga clan cut open their wrist veins and stimulated their natal essence and blood to spray on the chest of the young man in Yu clan. The seriously injured young man in Yu clan chanted the spell loudly, and the blood vortex in his eyes was turned. The blood containing huge vitality of the Ga clan warrior was constantly swallowed by his wound, and the muscles near the wound were squirming rapidly. Soon the wound narrowed to the size of a fist.

"What a terrible arrow!" The young men of the Yu clan looked at each other, and they did not dare to speak.

There were more than a hundred young people from the Yu clan present. They brought thousands of Jia clan warriors, and the number of servants and slave warriors accompanied exceeded 50,000.

But the winding arrows were like a basin of cold water, completely extinguishing their originally passion for fighting in their hearts.

They were nobles of the Yu clan, and they asked them to lead their army to sweep away the weak indigenous villages, kill their elderly people, and plunder their young and strong. Snatching their wealth is extremely pleasing to the eye. Military achievements and wealth are their pursuit.

They were asked to risk their lives and risk being shot by a single shot at the head at any time...

"We must pass on the information here to General Disha. We encountered the legendary human army. The militias of small tribes are no longer those small tribes, but the regular army of humans!" A young man from the Yu tribe who seemed to be the oldest made his opinion seriously.

"Well, everyone knows that we are just being introduced to the family to train and accumulate military merits. We are not formal soldiers of the Blood Moon Legion. We shouldn't do anything with the cruel and barbaric natives." A young man from the Yu clan said seriously: "Jufanluo and Di Lin were killed. We will share their subordinates equally?"

"Dear sirs!" The Jia warriors who knelt on the ground and attacked Ji Hao several times with their longbows screamed at the top of their lungs: "There are only a few people, and they only have five or six! And they all got the blood curse of Lord Di Lin! They are no longer able to fight again!"

The Ga warrior stood up, took out a dagger and stabbed it into his chest, and then used his blood to draw a blood talisman with cruel beauty on his face: "I swear with my life that they have been hit by Lord Di Lin's blood curse, and they are powerless to fight again! As long as the adults lead people to rush up and take their heads, how rich is it...a reward!"

The eyes of the young men of the Yu clan lit up.

Ji Hao and the others were hit by Di Lin's blood curse? In other words, their blood is now withered and dying!

And they killed Di Lin and Ju Fanluo. The families behind them were ranked enough among the wealthy families of the Blood Moon lineage, and they were a few of the upper-ranking families.

According to the unspoken rules of the Yu nobles, Jufanluo and Di Lin were killed. If they could kill the culprits of the two, the two families would have to pay a huge amount of real money and silver for their reputation, and buy this military merit from them to wash away the shame.

"We cannot let the brutal natives who killed our companions escape." The young man of Yu, who first proposed to retreat, roared more and more seriously: "Catch up and kill them! This credit must belong to me!"

The "clang" sounded loudly, and space bracelets continued to light up on the wrists of the young men of the Yu clan. A large number of sword-edge spider puppets were released by them, and they rushed up the valley and chased Ji Hao and others.

In just a short time, Ji Hao and others had escaped dozens of miles along the valley.

Ji Hao's token was fluctuating violently, and waves of messages were constantly conveying.
Chapter completed!