"Roar!"
The sudden arrival of Gao Zhengyang not only attracted the attention of the experts of the Storm Division, but also made White Tiger feel uneasy. It roared again.
White Tiger's intelligence was not as good as that of humans, but it had a strong intuition for danger.
Gao Zhengyang was still far away, but White Tiger felt the dangerous aura from him.
Therefore, White Tiger once again activated its magical ability, the Mountain Shaking Roar.
Powerful demon beasts could inherit the magical ability of their bloodline. As their strength continued to increase, the awakened magical ability would also become more powerful.
White Tiger's Mountain Shaking Roar turned powerful yuan qi into a roar, like a substantial sound wave, which could split stones and crack the ground. The so-called mountain suppression was not exaggerated at all.
White Tiger's previous Mountain Shaking Roar had shocked more than a dozen elite experts to death.
Feng Ming, an expert, was caught off guard and was also hit. White Tiger seized the opportunity and killed him with one claw.
Most of the attention of Wind Shadow and others was on Gao Zhengyang, and did not expect White Tiger to suddenly attack.
However, they had all seen the Mountain Shaking Roar once, so they were all prepared.
In fact, from the preparation to the release of the Mountain Shaking Roar, not only did it need to accumulate yuan qi, White Tiger's body would also obviously expand. The characteristics were very obvious.
Wind Shadow and others retreated. At the same time, their ears were turned over and tightly fastened to their earholes.
Martial artists who had entered the third stage could control all parts of their body. It was not difficult for them to control their ears to fasten.
Although they were prepared, Wind Shadow, who was the first to bear the brunt, still suffered a big loss.
The sound wave, which seemed to have a substance, was like a ferocious invisible hammer that smashed into his body.
The protective leather armor immediately shattered into thousands of pieces, Wind Shadow was blown five or six feet away, his face and body were badly mutilated, and it was unknown how many wounds there were.
Even the long sword in his hand was shaken away. He was lying on the ground with his eyes closed, already unconscious.
Wind Shadow's miserable state also shocked the others. White Tiger's Mountain Shaking Roar was obviously several times more powerful than the previous one.
Gao Zhengyang, who was a hundred steps away, could see the overall situation most clearly because of the distance.
When White Tiger roared, the sound wave condensed yuan qi to form a transparent round bullet, flying out.
That feeling was really like a cannonball being fired. When the basin-sized round bullet shot through the air, it even created a water-like ripple.
Finally, the round bullet landed on Wind Shadow's body and exploded.
Gao Zhengyang started to sympathize with the Kazekage. At such a close distance, and with the speed of the sonic bomb, he might not be able to dodge it.
The White Tiger wasn't in a daze. As soon as it succeeded in its attack, it leaped over Feng Ying's head and ran into the depths of the forest.
Its sudden attack was not because it wanted to risk its life, but because it wanted to find a way to escape.
Feng Xing and the others dared not to stop White Tiger. Spirit beasts that were desperate and desperate could be quite terrifying.
Moreover, Gao Zhengyang was still eyeing covetously from the side, and Kazekage was seriously injured. In this case, their first consideration was to protect themselves. How could they have the mind to care about White Tiger?
Feng Xing and the others all glared at Gao Zhengyang. If Gao Zhengyang hadn't misled them, they wouldn't have encountered such a powerful white tiger.
There wouldn't have been so many deaths.
"You guys have worked hard." Gao Zhengyang smilingly greeted them. He pulled his bow and aimed at Feng Ying, who was still in a coma.
"Despicable man!" Feng Tao saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly rushed to Feng Ying's side.
"So many of you are chasing after me, isn't that despicable?"
Gao Zhengyang didn't rush to shoot the arrow, and said calmly, "Fighting is about doing your best to knock down the opponent. As the saying goes, all is fair in war. "
Feng Zhen and Feng Xing, the two powerful warriors, wanted to rush over, but Gao Zhengyang stepped on Feng Yang's neck and said, "Don't move. Otherwise, it won't be good if I break his neck."
The two hurriedly stopped. Feng Yang was the clan leader's son, they couldn't just leave him alone.
Gao Zhengyang nodded, "Don't worry, come one by one."
Feng Xing and the others were all important figures in the clan, even the clan leader had to be polite to them.
Being ridiculed and flirted with by a teenager made the few of them unable to restrain their anger.
But they were afraid to shoot, so they could only endure it. Their hearts were full of grievance.
The three of them all had darkened faces, no one said a word. They wanted to see what Gao Zhengyang wanted to do.
Without the White Tiger, the three of them were confident that no matter what kind of tricks Gao Zhengyang had, they would be able to catch him.
Now, they would let him be arrogant for a while. The few of them could also take the opportunity to rest.
Gao Zhengyang wouldn't give them any time. Once he finished talking, he shot an arrow towards Feng Xing.
Precisely speaking, Gao Zhengyang shot Feng Ying, who was lying on the ground.
An arrow shot by a three-picul strong bow, even a third-grade powerful warrior wouldn't dare to be careless.
With a furious slash of the Gale Wave Long Saber, it cut the incoming arrow in half. This move seemed simple, but it was extremely difficult.
He had to concentrate, adjust his posture, and combine his body, eyes and hands, to be able to accurately hit the arrow.
Gao Zhengyang also nodded silently, the other party was indeed arrogant.
However, this was just the beginning. Gao Zhengyang pulled his bow again, and shot another arrow towards Feng Xing.
In order to protect Feng Ying behind him, Feng Tao didn't dare to move, and could only take it head-on. It was so uncomfortable that he wanted to vomit blood.
Just as he blocked the second arrow, the third arrow arrived.
The sharp whistling sound of the arrow piercing through the air made people's scalps numb. Feng Tao swung his blade twice, and his breathing became rapid.
He only felt that Gao Zhengyang's arrow seemed to have moved two times faster. If he continued to draw his bow like this, the situation wouldn't be good.
"Kill him!" Feng Zhen, who was at the side, roared, raised his sword and rushed towards Gao Zhengyang.
A distance of a hundred steps was not far for a third-grade powerful warrior. If he ran at full speed, he could reach it within five breaths.
Feng Xing also rushed towards Gao Zhengyang from the other side.
At this time, they couldn't care about Feng Yang anymore. Gao Zhengyang might have a Divine Soldier on him, and was much more important than Feng Yang.
Originally, they wanted to buy some time to see if they could find a chance to save Feng Yang, but Gao Zhengyang's archery made them unable to bear it.
"You can't be an orphan, right?"
Seeing Feng Zhen and the others rushing towards him, Gao Zhengyang's expression didn't change, and he even had the time to joke with Feng Yang.
Of course, Feng Yang couldn't laugh. He was lying on the ground, and couldn't see the situation, but he could only hear the slight vibration of the ground, and knew that Feng Zhen and the others were using all their strength to rush towards Gao Zhengyang.
Feng Yang wasn't angry, in this situation, even if his father Feng Yun was here, he wouldn't have any scruples because of him.
But after following Gao Zhengyang for so long, Feng Yang had some understanding of Gao Zhengyang's character.
Gao Zhengyang always joked around regardless of the situation, and seemed a little abnormal.
But he felt that these were all his masks, used to cover his sinister, cunning, vicious and cruel nature.
"Feng Zhen and the others might be in trouble!" Feng Yang had a bad premonition.
At this time, Gao Zhengyang's foot that was stepping on his neck suddenly let go. Without thinking, Feng Yang yelled out, "Be careful, be careful of his …"
Before he finished, Gao Zhengyang once again stepped on his neck, stopping Feng Yang from finishing his words.
Feng Xing and Feng Zhen were both confused. They didn't know why Feng Yang suddenly warned them, and they couldn't help but slow down a little bit.
"Good teamwork." Gao Zhengyang praised while pulling his longbow open, shooting towards Feng Xing.
Feng Xing was slim, wearing a black leather armor, holding a pair of swords, and moving swiftly and nimbly.
He moved incredibly fast, and was already over ten steps ahead of Feng Zhen.
Once Gao Zhengyang pulled his longbow open, Feng Xing had already prepared himself. He clearly understood that Feng Xing would attack him first.
The first arrow swooshed over. Feng Xing blocked it with his left sword while dodging to the right.
Both of Feng Xing's swords were as thin as paper, with long and thin edges.
Although he blocked the arrow, the thin and light sword edge vibrated intensely, and his left hand, which was holding the sword, was a bit numb.
"Such a great power!" Feng Xing silently exclaimed.
The same three-stone longbow, the power of the arrow released when it was pulled seventy percent and when it was pulled a hundred percent were absolutely different.
Gao Zhengyang had tried his best to separate Feng Xing and the others. Surely, he wouldn't miss this opportunity.
The first arrow was only a test. Seeing Feng Xing's slightly shaking hands, Gao Zhengyang knew how powerful Feng Xing was.
As he thought, Feng Xing's pair of swords were thin and light, and focused on speed and change.
"Bang, bang, bang …"
Along with the vibrating bowstring, Gao Zhengyang released five arrows in a row.
Gao Zhengyang didn't use his five fingers to catch the arrows. Instead, he just took out the arrows from the quiver, pulled the bowstring and released.
His movements were smooth and quick. From taking out the arrows, to aiming and releasing the arrows, he didn't have any hesitation.
Within the span of two breaths, he had already released five arrows in a row.
Feng Xing's pair of swords blocked three arrows in a row, then couldn't hold on any longer.
The main reason was that the arrows were way too fast and powerful.
Feng Xing could only focus his mind to see the flying trajectory of the arrows.
When the fourth arrow came, Feng Xing didn't dare to block it with his sword anymore. He hurriedly turned his body sideways and dodged.
The fourth arrow brushed against Feng Xing's ear and swished across.
That sharp swishing sound made Feng Xing's heart sink. Even his blood seemed to freeze.
Before he could steady himself, the fifth swishing sound came.
Feng Xing was shocked. His opponent's archery was too terrifying. Within the span of one breath, a three-stone longbow could release five arrows in a row.
Without any hesitation, Feng Xing shrunk his body into a ball in the air. At the same time, he stimulated his acupoints as much as he could and wielded his pair of swords, swinging them around instinctively.
Feng Xing's hands shook. As expected, the crossed swords hacked against the arrows and sent them flying away.
He was delighted. His luck was good.
Feng Xing had just landed one of his feet on the ground. Before he could take a breath, the sharp swishing sound of the arrows came again.
He could barely see a black silhouette. When he swung his sword again, he was a step too late.
The arrow fiercely pierced into his supporting leg. The great force made Feng Xing's body sway.
"Swish, swish …"
Along with the other two swishing sounds, the arrows swished across the air, piercing into Feng Xing's lower abdomen and chest respectively.
The arrows that pierced straight into Feng Xing's feather shook his entire body. He completely lost control of his body and fell on the ground.
"Fourth!" On the other side, Feng Zhen shouted out in anger and shock. However, he was too far away and couldn't help.
In a moment of desperation, Feng Zhen threw the iron rod at Gao Zhengyang.
The iron stick spun and swept towards Gao Zhengyang like an iron wheel.
Gao Zhengyang didn't dodge. He reached his hand out and firmly grasped the middle part of the iron stick, then conveniently stuck it aside.
Gao Zhengyang smiled to Feng Zhen, then calmly pulled the bowstring, put the arrow on and aimed at Feng Xing, who was lying on the ground.
"Don't you dare!"
Feng Zhen's eyes almost popped out of his eye sockets as he growled in anger.
"Little bastard, don't you dare!" Feng Tao, who was standing behind Gao Zhengyang, yelled out as well. However, he was further away and couldn't do anything to Gao Zhengyang.
Gao Zhengyang remained unmoved. He loosened the bowstring.
The wolf tooth arrow drew an arc in the air and accurately pierced into Feng Xing's forehead.
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