At this time, Ning Que had already shot the second arrow, followed closely by the third arrow and the fourth arrow...

Looking up at the Ming Tower, Ye Su said: "I have to say that the weapons developed by the academy are very powerful. The iron bow and those talisman arrows are definitely a first-class weapon in the world, but only these are they, he still cannot kill Xiahou."

Ye Qi said: "I guess everyone will think so, but I am very confident in my junior brother."

In Yanming Lake, Ning Que shot thirteen iron arrows in a very short time, and the turbulent channels were like cutting the space into transparent cloths.

Xiahou's eyes were as bright as stars. The power of the talisman arrow shot from the iron bow could be described as terrifying. Even when the first arrow was shot, it made him feel cold in his heart. But no matter how fast it was, there were traces. If there were traces to follow, he could avoid or resist.

Xiahou left the lakeside and ran towards the frozen Yanming Lake.

As early as half a month ago, Yanming Lake began to freeze. During these three days of wind and snow, the ice on Yanming Lake was extremely frozen.

Xiahou's feet were stepping on the ice and made a dull sound. The ice crystals and snowflakes were swaying. He ran on the ice, like drumsticks constantly beating the drum surface, and the ice crystals and snowflakes kept swaying into flowers under his feet.

He avoided the three talisman arrows and shot on the lake surface. The thick ice shattered, and the dark blue lake water splashed in countless water columns.

Suddenly, he swept across with a gun, and the bright gun he had cultivated through Zhishouguanguan became bent. The energy of heaven and earth burst out in front of him like fireworks, the ice surface shattered again, and his body was blown away in the air.

Just as he was blown away, two talisman arrows slashed against his chest, and his loose clothes were instantly torn apart by the talisman arrow's airflow, revealing the bright light armor inside his clothes...

...

Xiahou avoided or blocked, and actually dropped the thirteen talisman arrows shot out by Ning Que into the air.

Ye Su looked at Ye Qi and said, "I'm not right?"

Ye Qi said: "He still has many methods to use."

At this time, there were violent roars in the direction of Yanming Lake, and Xiahou, who was standing among the remaining ice on the lake, was instantly flooded by a fire.

Ye Su looked at the fire, his mouth twitched twice, and said, "The academy pays attention to fairness, Ning Qu's methods have too many shadows of you."

Ye Qi said: "The realm of the younger brother is the peak of the cave Xuan, Xiahou is the peak of Zhiming and the peak of martial arts. The origin of the things buried under the lake of the younger brother was proposed, but the two senior brothers in the back mountain helped him. Moreover, the essence of those things is the method of talismanism, and the younger brother is also talisman master."

"But it's still not enough to kill Xiahou."

In the distance, Xiahou, who was charred all over the lake, rushed out with a gun. Ning Que did not hide and slashed towards Xiahou with a knife.

"Your sword!"

"He is from the back mountain, and I pass on him my sword."

"The realms are too different, and he is not you, Xiahou still can't die."

Ning Que's sword slashed Xiahou's chest, Xiahou's gun swept Ning Que's body, Ning Que's sword broke through the bright light armor on Xiahou's body, and Xiahou's gun hit Ning Que on a piece of floating ice.

Ye Qi rubbed his hands and said, "There's still."
Chapter completed!