Eastern Wasteland people mostly inherited the bloodlines of ancient legendary creatures, and mainly cultivated themselves with the powers of wind, thunder and lightning.
The wind was soft and unpredictable, the thunder was strong and violent, and the lightning was agile and sharp. Because of these powers, the arrows of Eastern Wasteland archers were immeasurably powerful, and ordinary people couldn't possibly fend them.
Yi Tian gave a resonant roar. The pair of thunder wings flapped behind his body, forcibly flashing across for hundreds of meters. The arrow light released by Feng Xing almost brushed against his body. Clearly, Yi Tian's body was surrounded by an invisible electric field, and when the arrow flew across his body, it would burst with dazzling electric bolts.
Before Feng Xing reached the same height as him, Yi Tian had already pulled open his longbow, which was wrapped in dazzling thunderbolts, and released an arrow backhandedly towards Feng Xing.
Feng Xing's arrow lights dazzled down like a storm, while Yi Tian's arrow lights were like a thunder god raising a giant hammer and launching a fierce strike, incomparably fierce and violent. When the arrow was released from the bowstring, the arrow light transformed into a water-tank-sized sphere of electric bolts, striking towards Feng Xing's chest while leaving long electric sparks in the air.
The cyan-colored pair of wings condensed from a hurricane slightly flapped, bringing Feng Xing's body up into the midair.
When Yi Tian's body moved, lightning bolts burst out, and he emanated tremendous sounds. However, when Feng Xing moved, his movements were light, and shreds of afterimages filled the air like ghosts. If one didn't have good eyesight, that person would be utterly unable to see where Feng Xing's real body was.
That especially fierce thunderbolt arrow shattered over ten afterimages of Feng Xing in a row, but eventually, it didn't manage to touch even a hair of Feng Xing. Instead, it slantingly bumped against the ground. The thunderbolt exploded, followed by a thunderous bang. From the ground, a giant sphere of fire rose into the sky. This thunderbolt arrow forcibly left a three-hundred-meters wide, thousands of meters deep hole in front of Tushan Palace.
Hot mist puffed out from the hole, and even the soil in the hole was melted into lava by the sizzling thunderbolts.
Feng Xing dodged Yi Tian's arrow, then buzzed the longbow in his hands and released a dense wave of golden arrow light towards Yi Tian. Every golden arrow was around three meters long, but they were surrounded by strong cyan-colored gales that created visible white gusts of wind, swishing through the air and wrapping Yi Tian up from all directions.
Yi Tian's pair of thunder wings had been shaking intensely behind his back. Every single time those wings flapped, a dazzling sphere of lightning would burst from his body, and then, without any sign, he would appear hundreds of meters away. He was like a flea, bouncing in the air. Every time he disappeared and reappeared, one or three to five lightning arrows would be darted towards Feng Xing.
Shreds of afterimages left behind by Feng Xing covered the entire sky. The swooshing noise of the wind even covered the thunderbolts generated by Yi Tian's arrows. He carefully dodged Yi Tian's arrows while attacking Yi Tian at his highest speed.
Both of them were incredibly fast, and they knew all kinds of Eastern Wasteland archery like the back of their own hands. Therefore, they had their own ways of dodging. Although they seemed to be about to be hit by arrows at any time, in fact, they had been fighting for a whole quarter of an hour, and neither of them was harmed at all!
Yi Tian was much more powerful than Feng Xing, who had just stepped into the level of Divine Magus with the help of Priest Mu's linden seed, and had just grown a half inner spirit star. However, Feng Xing was way too fast. Added with the pair of boots made by Yu Yu, Feng Xing's agility and agility were improved by a hundred times. Therefore, Yi Tian had tried his best, but still couldn't do anything to Feng Xing.
People watching down below clearly saw that although Feng Xing wasn't as powerful as Yi Tian, his speed and agility were at least three times greater than Yi Tian's. During a fight between Eastern Wasteland archers, speed was the most important factor. As long as one was fast enough, even if one's attack power was far weaker than the enemy's, the enemy could at least do no harm to the archer.
Yi Tian roared out in rage. Abruptly, he yelled out harshly, "Yi Feng, you lowly bastard, do you still remember your sister, who you married? When I went to slaughter her family, she was already pregnant … I cut her open with my own hands … "
Feng Xing abruptly let out a shrill howl, sounding like a wounded wolf. Shreds of afterimages suddenly disappeared, leaving Feng Xing alone, floating in the midair.
"Yi Tian, do you dare to fight against me?" Feng Xing howled hoarsely. The pair of wings on his back suddenly dissipated, while he injected all of his power into the bow held in his hands. On the bowstring, a nearly tangible golden arrow had been letting out a series of clanging noises.
The so-called 'arrow fight' was even crueler than an archery fight, and required more fearlessness of death.
In an archery fight, the archer could move swiftly, dodge, and show off all kinds of body movements and archery skills as much as he could. Once, two powerful Eastern Wasteland archers fought against each other for ten days and ten nights, and both of them remained perfectly unharmed.
But in an arrow fight, as the name suggested, the archers would neither dodge nor dodge, but fight against each other with their lives.
From a certain distance, the archers would give up all chances of dodging and moving, and fight against each other with their strongest archery skills. They would make an agreement of three, ten, or a hundred arrows, but couldn't dodge. They could only take the arrows with their own bodies!
If they could take the arrows, they would live!
If they couldn't, they would die!
Only unwashable hatred, such as Feng Xing, whose whole family was slaughtered by the enemy, would be able to propose such a life-and-death bet.
"Ha!" Yi Tian abruptly took back his thunder wings, paused, and floated in front of Feng Xing. He sneered, looked at Feng Xing, nodded, and said coldly, "Good, although you're a lowly bastard, you're a brave bastard … But, hehe, ha!"
Murmuring something, Yi Tian suddenly burst with a resonant growl.
Behind Feng Xing, less than two miles away, an Eastern Wasteland old man abruptly showed up. He was wearing a tight-fitting suit made from black eagle feathers, and holding a black longbow. He silently pulled the longbow open, put three six-feet-long black feathers on the bowstring, and transformed into three dark beams of light, dazzling towards Feng Xing without raising any swishing noise.
Man Man, Shaosi, and Yemo Shanye all saw this shameless sneak attack launched by Yi Tian's people, but they didn't have the time to warn them.
Instead, Taisi, who seemed to be confused all the time, suddenly raised his head, pointed his finger at Feng Xing, and slightly pointed at him.
The three black feathers penetrated Feng Xing's body. One went through the spot between his eyebrows, one through his heart, and one through his lower abdomen. The three black feathers penetrated three vital body parts of Feng Xing and were about to explode. But then, the power of Taisi's finger took effect.
Feng Xing's body turned hazy for a second, then suddenly reappeared two-hundred meters away.
Taisi's move didn't have too great of an effect, it was nothing more than moving Feng Xing's entire body from the present to a second ago.
A second ago, Feng Xing was right where Ji Hao was right now.
From a long distance away, Ji Hao dashed over at lightning speed, giving Gong Gong an ugly look.
Seeing that old man sneak attack Feng Xing in such a vicious way, and in fact, he had almost killed Feng Xing, Ji Hao was enraged. He flashed across the air and dashed to Feng Xing. The Taiji divine sword swished across the old man's neck, leaving an arc-shaped light in the air.
Yi Tian was laughing proudly, while the old man's head flew up, along with a large stream of blood.
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