Chapter 52: The Great Practice to the Small Statue
Countless raindrops fell from above the night sky like countless sharp knives, falling into the crowd on the official road, and on the wing board. The wing boards were broken and fell on several horses. The horses were cut into meat paste by the raindrops without even making a sound!
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The situation of the chaos suddenly changed tremendously, and a big talisman fell down, and endless magnificent constraints were pressing towards the killers.
The talisman was painted by Jiang Mu.
Although there is no guarantee that the Qingyun Sect disciples who are fighting together are completely avoiding the killers under his control.
When the enemy disappears, I will rise!
Therefore, the situation in the field is defecating,
Many Qingyun disciples took the opportunity to take action, and the killers were absolutely severely injured in this moment.
At that moment,
A string sounds,
A feather arrow penetrates the space,
It appeared behind Jiang Mu, but in that moment, the feather arrow seemed to have entered a relatively still space, and instantly lost all its speed and turned into a still dead object!
Fang Ting broke three strings before he could finish his mind.
The sound of the piano was like a thunderous sound, but it stopped abruptly. The sound of the sound was faint, and the elephant was invisible. A wall of true energy was placed behind Jiang Mu, blocking the feather arrow, just a breath,
The thick wall where the true energy condensed dissipated like glass breaking, but that was the moment of slight pause,
The three broken strings of the long picnic in Fang Ting's hand turned into three long ropes, wrapping around the feather arrow.
Feather arrow straight
The three transparent strings are filled with true energy and are quickly entangled.
Jiang Mu's figure suddenly disappeared,
The next moment appears three feet away,
At the same time, the broken line of the long piano in Fang Ting Weiwan's hand broke again. The feather arrow fell to the earth like a meteor, making a roar, and directly penetrated through a huge rock and exploded.
Fang Ting was not late at the moment when the strings broke, he flew backwards like a kite with a broken string and fell far away.
Just when he was about to land,
In the darkness, another feather arrow with white turbulent flow appeared.
The feather arrow became bigger and bigger in Fang Ting's wide pupils, just like the legendary hell messenger's soul-catching chain that captured the dead soul.
In that moment,
The world became quiet, all the pictures were frozen, and they evolved into gray, with only that feather arrow glowing, and the silver arrow was extremely sharp.
"Chain"
A golden spear sound pulled Fang Ting back from the illusion of death,
Jiang Mu's figure appeared in front of him.
Jiang Mu held the sword in both hands, in a posture of inserting the sword into the ground, holding the hilt tightly in front of him with both hands. The ink-like eyes narrowed slightly, and the sword blade hit the arrow of the feather arrow.
Mars are everywhere,
The sword blade was directly shattered by the arrow, one or two pieces... The fragments of the seven or eight quick sword blade were scattered with the sparks, and a long sword directly shattered into several pieces and flew out, slashing the raindrops and turning into water splashes and exploded.
The arrow shot through Jiang Mu's hanging hair, cutting off a few strands of hair, and a drop of water fell from the hair, scattering in the air. The trajectory of the arrow slightly deviated at this moment.
"Squeeze"
The feather arrow struck by, and the corner of the arrow poked through Fang Ting's shoulders, splashing a bunch of blood mixed with raindrops and falling into the mud.
"thump"
Fang Ting fell to the ground before he could even fall.
Both shoulders are ruined.
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Fang Ting collapsed in the mud after the disaster, and Changqin fell to the side, and the blood on his shoulders flowed out, but he breathed a sigh of relief.
That archer is too strong,
He was ready to die just now, but he didn't expect Jiang Mu to be able to fire this arrow. Although it was only a little bit, he successfully avoided the fatal point.
Jiang Mu did not dare to look back at Fang Ting's situation, and he still held the hilt tightly with both hands, but the three-foot-three-inch long sword was only half a foot of the sword blade left.
The hand holding the hilt of the sword was shaking violently,
By blocking the arrow, his hands were broken and the veins burst out, and even a trace of blood was soaked out from his skin.
In order to block the arrow, he used all his strength and did not dare to relax at all. The power of this arrow was too strong, so strong that he aimed at the trajectory, but still couldn't stop it. He used the sword blade to block the arrow, and directly shattered the sword blade into pieces of powder.
But he finally determined the position of the archer.
He dared not delay any delay.
Because the other party is a professional archer, he will never shoot two cold arrows in the same place, and each arrow will change its position. If he does not control the direction of the feather arrow shooting, the archer will change its place again.
If you block an arrow, 99% of it is a gambling element. If you do another arrow, Jiang Mu wouldn't feel that he still has such good luck.
So, at the moment when his hair was broken, he rushed forward,
He pushed his right foot heavily on the mud, and a circle of slightly muddy water bloomed around his soles. With the huge recoil force, Jiang Mu shot out like an arrow from the string.
The figure disappeared instantly,
When it appeared again, it was already a few battles.
But in just one or two breaths, dozens of battles were found.
He felt a little sorry before. The skill of Tianya is only entry-level. If it can be faster, he will be more confident.
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In the distance, in the woods,
The archer in black held the bow. Just after he released the arrow, the slight buzzing of the bowstring was still ringing, with a slight trembling.
His eyes narrowed slightly,
Jiang Mu was unexpectedly fast,
A straight line came straight to him.
The archer took a feather arrow from behind with his back hand, bent his bow, aimed, and pulled the strings. Every step was smooth and he did not pay attention to it, because he had already merged with the bow and arrow, and he was the bow and arrow!
The archer's mouth slightly raised,
Jiang Mu in his eyes had already hit his arrow.
"laugh"
Feather arrows leave the string.
With this arrow, the archer no longer hid his position, but stood up openly.
Countless streams of lights are everywhere,
This is not a feather arrow,
These are countless arrows,
How much rain has started in the sky, so how many feather arrows are shot out from the depths of the dense forest like rain, making a whizzing sound, instantly making the whistling wind disappear without a trace, making it look particularly terrifying.
Behind each feather arrow was a long white turbulent flow, which cut through the rainy night, covered the rainy night, and lit the dark night, like a meteor shower,
In everyone's consciousness, darkness has retreated, and the stars are about to occupy the entire sky. The dense raindrops are arrows, and the flowers and plants that have been defeated by the wind and rain are arrows, and the last tremor will bloom.
This arrow,
Shocked heavy rain.
The forest is messed up.
Withered vitality.
Jiang Mu was still running with his short sword.
He seemed to have known how hard the enemy in the dark had cultivated.
This is the realm of heaven,
I just don't know whether it is the small sky statue of knowing fate or the sky is close to me.
But it’s all Tian Xiu!
Jiang Mu suddenly chuckled:
Chapter completed!