Buzzing! The string vibrates rapidly, and the afterimage of the black arrow feathers moves forward like lightning, piercing the fallen leaves, tearing the dawn, and reaching Chu Liuyun's chest!??

With a muffled sound, the feather arrow filled with yellow light pierced into Chu Liuyun's chest. This time, Zu Xiang mixed the arrow with his cultivation level that was almost comparable to the demigod realm. The arrow was spinning strangely at high speed, and afterimages continued to pass the dark force through Chu Liuyun's wound through the rotating arrow. This high-speed rotating yellow feather arrow was many times faster than the ordinary feather arrow. The sharp cluster of sharp tips instantly tore apart the blue shirt, the feather arrow entered the flesh three points, the flesh rolled out, and blood began to sputter.

Chu Liuyun had never been hurt by such pain. The tiny blood beads on his face flowed into a stream, and the word "sad" was written in his frown. Countless folds and wrinkles gradually pulled out of his young face. However, Chu Liuyun did not beg for mercy and still looked calm. He endured the severe pain from his body and supported his body with two swords. Countless fine folds and wrinkles appeared on his young face because of the pain. He looked ten years old in an instant, and his whole body began to tremble slightly. However, he did not choose to beg for mercy without hesitation, because he knew that the other party was determined to kill him, and he was unwilling to continue to lose his price and pray for a life of life!

Wow! Chu Liuyun's thoughts were turning, and the second feather arrow that was exactly the same as before came in lightning, and the yellow light broke through the air. The sharp blade accompanied by a heart-pounding sound of entering the flesh, shot into Chu Liuyun's chest again. The arrow was gone. The first feather arrow broke the wound, and the shocking flesh and blood exploded in Chu Liuyun's chest!

Puff—The third arrow seemed to be without a sequence. The afterimage of the yellow light connected into a straight line. It immediately hit the edge of the gradually expanded. The arrowhead was no longer obstructed. It rushed down the wound that penetrated the two feather arrows in front, and it actually shot through his body!

This is Fangxiang Ronghui, this is an ancient divine weapon. Fangxiang Ronghui and Zuxiang are comparable to the cultivation level of the demigod realm. This is how three feathered arrows can be shot out in a very short moment of lightning. And it has to be said that Zuxiang's archery technique is indeed terrifying. It can hit the same extremely small area three times in a row. The three wounds are consistent, which is really great!

?Chu Liuyun groaned, feeling that a hard and thick wooden stick hit his chest and penetrated it deeply. He was shocked and took two steps back. Then he felt that his chest was a little hot, and the heat finally turned hot.

He subconsciously looked down and saw a feather arrow entering the chest without his chest. A small piece of arrow shaft and arrow feather remained outside the blue shirt stained with blood. The blood was invaded, like a red flower blooming. Chu Liuyun stared at the wet red flower on the blue shirt on his chest in disbelief, and a ridiculous and astonished expression appeared on his face, covered in blood. He slowly fell into the fallen leaves and mud on the ground, and looked at Zu Xiang opposite him in a daze.

Chu Liuyun covered his chest and coughed two mouthfuls of blood again. Zu Xiang had no intention of stopping. Ten feathered arrows were on the string again, and the arrows started again. In an instant, Chu Liuyun, who was already weak, had no strength to resist. In a moment, more than a dozen feathered arrows were shot into his body, and the blood stained his whole body red.

Chu Liuyun ran through his whole life, and let out a loud voice. His lifelong cultivation was considered half a centipede. His eyes were resentful. He looked at the dead bald head opposite him with a smile on his face. He groaned and waved his big hand. His cultivation in his body surged like a sacrifice. He brushed his sleeves quickly, brushed away several branches of arrow feathers, opened his eyes, and appeared violently. He shouted loudly, waved his swords, and was about to break free from the aura lock of the arrow formation. However, Zu Xiang would not give Chu Liuyun any chance at all.

He shouted loudly, and another arrow shot out. The sky's flowing cloud was brought into the sky with a silver-white line. With an arrow, Chu Liuyun stumbled and knocked to the ground like a dragonfly with broken wings. He was poisonous and injured, and blood was gone. He suddenly had two swords on the ground, and a muffled groan and spit out the last breath of turbid air. The two swords stood there straight, as if Chu Liuyun's heroic soul would never dissipate.

Chu Liuyun, a swordsman of a generation, died inexplicably because he offended a yellow-haired boy in his early twenties. However, Zu Xiang seemed not very relieved. At the same time, he put fifteen feather arrows on Fangxiang Ronghui's bowstring. This seemed to be the limit of Fangxiang Ronghui. This carved bow like a full moon still had its own limit. A buzzing sound was very terrifying. Because this buzzing sound was emitted by the vibration of Fangxiang Ronghui's bowstring, the world's magic weapon, representing Zu Xiang's absolute murderous intent and dozens of sharp feather arrows came through the air.

Dozens of feather arrows were covered with blackness, passing through the sad fallen leaves, accompanied by the sad air, and with the faint sun, they shot towards Chu Liuyun, who was lying motionless on the ground, like a heavy rain.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred, and an extremely vast energy gushed out from an unknown place. Zuxiang and Cui Liewo, who were hiding in the dark, were both shocked, because under this breath, the scenery in the entire forest seemed to be pulled and stopped!

No arrow fell in front of Chu Liuyun, let alone touching his tattered blue-clothed clothes. Dozens of feathered arrows seemed to have been pressed for pause button, and suddenly stopped, floating in the space of Dabei Mountain. The picture looked extremely strange!

At this moment, a bird flew over the forest beside the road with a swaying move, chirping for a few times. It seemed a little tired and was about to take a break. Then it saw many strange branches that it had never seen before. One end was extremely sharp and there was a black mark at the end. I don’t know what it was, but the other end was a bit rough. It flew over there. It smelled the somewhat rough novel branches with its nose, which had a very intoxicating fresh fragrance. It fell carelessly on a feather arrow, stretching its wings, preparing to comb the fine hairs under its wings.

? Suddenly, it found that it was a little unstable under its claws, and a few whimpers sounded. An instinctive dangerous feeling made it flew away in a hurry with its wings. The feather arrow that was stepped on by it slowly fell down, and it was weak. It seemed that someone pressed the play button again, and the still picture came alive. The dozens of soul-devouring feather arrows fell down like the energy inside were pulled away by someone, and fell down dejectedly, and they no longer lost the power to rush forward. All of them were the inertia brought by the center of the earth. These feather arrows fell like real rain, spreading a shallow layer between Zuxiang and Chu Liuyun.

Ten thousand arrows were quiet in the wind and fell on the ground. Chu Liuyun was still quietly and steadily, lying there without any ups and downs on his chest, like a sleeping baby, quiet and peaceful...
Chapter completed!