MTL - Sovereign to Immortality-Chapter 18 Scared bow

"Chong up, kill him!"

Su Baozhang was discovered by the younger monk who was getting closer and closer to the Niuhuang Xianling. If you saw that the huge body of the mountain cow had been thought to be possible, it was possible to see Niu Huang Xianling. The real thing suddenly became crazy.

Chinese product fairy spirit, not to mention the rare bezoar fairy in the Chinese fairy spirit!

This Baique Mountain has not been plowed twice by the young monks of the large and small families of Yu Tianzong and Yu County in advance. How can it be so easy to find a mountain cow!

They don't think that the adult cows may have nurtured the Chinese spirits, but their nature is known for their ferocious strength. Their own strength is comparable to the superior beasts. Once they meet people, they are often dead. Endlessly, these twelve-year-old juvenile monks are often difficult to gain if they encounter a certain number of deaths and injuries.

And those sectarian disciples, famous monks and monks are often the main body of the bones, and naturally do not want to take this risk, which makes this adult sneak ran into two fairy stalks to live now.

They only thought that as long as they could stop the Su Baozhang, the Niuhuang Xianling in his hands would be able to belong to them, and they would get a Chinese fairy. This time, the trip to Baiqueshan could be completed in advance.

However, there are always a few brains that turn fast. When other people rush to the rush, they slow down. Even if they underestimate the strength of the mountain cow, such a huge beast will never It may be that Su Baozhang is hunted by a person. Does it mean that this person and his accomplices are hidden, and once they are in a hurry, they are not in the middle of an ambush!

However, there are more than a dozen juvenile monks who have come in from two directions. Except for three or five brains, the rest of them are rushing up. Even if the other party has an ambush, they can hit each other and lose their lives. It’s not the three or five people who are profitable.

When Su Baozhang found the fairy spirit from the belly of the cow, he turned and ran to the woods where Yang Junshan was located. Even the steel hatchet could not be picked up from the ground.

"Don't run, leave the fairy!"

Many teenagers behind him shouted in a loud voice, one by one excited and flushed, just chasing behind Su Baozhang.

Seeing that Su Baozhang was about to run into the woods, a teenager finally couldn't hold it. He took a bow from the back and put a duck feather arrow in the arrow slot and aimed at the back of Su Baozhang.

However, before the boy buckled the trigger, as the bowstring slammed, a whistling slashed through the sky. At the moment when the boy realized that it was not good, the tingling of a cone had been uploaded from the foot, and the teenager shouted He lost his bow and bent down to hug his left foot and mourned, but saw a two-foot-long iron feather arrow that had penetrated his foot and fell directly into the ground.

This arrow caused a lot of trepidation in the hearts of many young people who were chasing after Su Baozhang. The feet were involuntarily slowed down. Several teenagers immediately took the Guardian from the waist pocket when they entered the Baique Mountain. In the hands.

Although this symbol can face a blow that is equivalent to the fifth layer of beasts in the mortal world, it must be when the scorpion is fired, and Yang Junshan’s iron feather arrow obviously will not give them time to react.

"Afraid of what, we have a guardian, why can't his bow and arrow be ours!"

A teenager just raised the symbol of his hand and greeted the other teenagers with a loud voice. The corner of his eye suddenly passed a black line. At the same time, there was a slight bowstring squeaking. The boy’s dark voice was not good. The cockroach was crushed, but the sudden pain suddenly came from the arm. When I saw it, I saw an iron feather arrow that had already been shot through my arm. The plaque was falling from the hand to the ground.

The teenager, who was full of confidence before, looked at the arm that was shot through, and was filled with fear. He also squatted on the ground and cried, and several teenagers were scared and stunned. It can be said that the arrow that hit the foot before is still blind, then the arrow that hit the wrist is a naked warning.

This is the hesitant effort of everyone, Su Baozhang has been rolling all the way into the woods, when a few teenagers wake up like a dream, the temptation of a Chinese fairy is really hard to give up.

"There is only one person in the archery, and there are only two people who just fled into the woods. We have a total of fourteen people. When everyone rushes together, his bow and arrow can deal with a few, not to mention he may not Dare to let us die!"

A young boy hiding behind the creek of the stream once again encouraged his companions, and after shooting two arrows in the woods, he no longer heard the bowstrings, but it also rekindled the greedy teenagers who had just been shocked. Nine teenagers seemed to have agreed to stand up from behind their respective bunkers and rushed toward the woods.

At this time, another bowstring squeaking came from the woods, and this time the bowstring sounds louder than the previous two.

"Oh, not good!"

A few rumors came, and eight or nine teenagers were scared to have half of them directly on the ground. Two of them were directly crushing the guardian plaque in their hands, and a khaki shield was propped up. The shape of the boy is shrouded in the shield.

The eyes of several teenagers swam quickly, and they were all watching the unlucky ones in this time. However, after watching the circle, they found that everyone was fine, and they did not find the trace of the iron feather arrow.

All the teenagers looked at each other, and suddenly a young boy shouted and said: "Fucking, the middle meter, the guy didn't put the arrow at all, just pulled the bowstring to scare them!"

From the time of trying to **** the Niuhuang Xianling, the archer in the woods only made two arrows and pulled an empty string. However, he played a dozen teenagers, both in shock and fear, and teased the archer. Feeling angry.

"You can't just count it. The distance between the woods and the place is four or fifty steps. It can shoot the iron feather arrow so far and maintain the accuracy. At least it is a hard bow with more than two stones. How much can such a hard bow be pulled continuously? Times?"

"Yes, in the square in front of the paddock, there was a son of the ruined town of the village who pulled a three-stone bow. The bow opened seven points, but it was exhausted three times before and after. The archer might not have shot the iron feather at this time. Arrow!"

"Maybe the archer in the woods is the one you saw in the square!"

"Catch, catch up, they can't escape!"

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On the edge of the creek, in addition to the two teenagers who were shot by the iron feather arrow, they still mourned. There are still three or four teenagers who have never pursued. Several people look at each other and seem to understand their plans. Then the four teenagers each took out the sword dagger and walked over to the huge body of the mountain cow.

The most precious thing that hits the mountain cattle is that the bezoar spirits that may be bred are not fake, but the rest of the cowhide, beef, and beef bones are also good ingredients for smashing bones and bones. Adventure into the robbing of the Faerie, it is better to first break down the useful things in the mountain cattle and then say that there is only one Niu Huang Xianling, but this fat and smashing mountain cattle can be enough for everyone to share.

At this time, a dawn of light across the sky, a breathtaking pressure has been first stepped next to the stream, several teenagers who are breaking down the body of the mountain cattle under this pressure, pale, have stopped The action in the hand.

When I looked up, I saw a white man who was not white. The monk, who was about thirty years old, did not know when he stood in the treetop and looked down on everyone.

This person was the person named Zhang Fengyi among the three monks who were in the past when the Baique Mountain paddock was opened. Just when the youngsters were quiet and chilling, this person had already fallen into the eyes of the scene and saw the huge stream The body of the mountain cow and two injuries that are mourning the arrow in the juvenile. The person’s eyes are slightly picky and seem to be slightly surprised.

"Can you both continue to hunt the field?"

Zhang Fengyi did not rescue the two injured teenagers for the first time. Instead, he asked the two people a common appearance.

The two teenagers have already been scared by the arrow wounds on their bodies. They heard the courage to continue, and cried quickly: "No, no more!"

"Presidents will save me!"

Zhang Fengyi snorted, his eyes flashed a scornful color, and he saw his sleeves waved. Two flashing faint red-red radiances floated down from the treetops, falling into the wounds of the two, two The iron feather arrow suddenly broke from the break and then fell from both sides of the wound.

At the moment when blood spewed from the wound, two red-red auras were just integrated into the blood of the wound, and the two wounds immediately stopped bleeding.

Just then, there was a sudden sound of ghosts and screams in the woods not far away, noisy footsteps coming from the woods, followed by a few teenagers who had entered before and even crawled from the woods. Out, a few people have injuries on their bodies, and it looks like a nose and a swollen face.

Zhang Fengyi can see at a glance that these teenagers are in the traps of ambushes in the woods, and these methods are often used by some extremely sophisticated hunters to hunt in the mountains. When they think of it, Zhang Fengyi’s mouth finally flickers. There is a glimpse of a smile, a 12-year-old old hunter, which is quite interesting.