Yan Ximing's chest had almost caved in from the pressure of the four Qi arrows. In a split second, he had already made his choice. He turned his body to the right and avoided the other three Qi arrows. Then, he stretched out both his hands and faced the Qi arrow on his right …
Pu!!
That sound was like a piece of steel heavily smashing against a piece of leather. Two fists collided with an arrow, but the result was that Yan Ximing staggered a few steps back. Her fists were trembling non-stop, almost to the point of paralysis. Only he knew that at the moment of contact, he had lost all feeling in his hands.
He didn't dare to underestimate the sharp sound of the arrow and the energy fluctuations it brought. Only after this direct collision did he realize that he had still underestimated its power. The pressure in his heart grew heavier. He couldn't understand why the Qi arrow, which was formed in the blink of an eye, was so powerful that it shouldn't be that strong. How could it be so powerful?
Long-range, swift, tyrannical … Once the distance between him and his opponent was widened, he was almost undefeatable. All he had to do was pull the bowstring lightly and he could easily toy with the prey before him. This was a realm that Yan Ximing's Infernal Soul could never reach.
As his thoughts raced, Yan Gong Luo's index finger once again flicked. Once again, a peerlessly domineering Qi Arrow was shot towards the center of Yan Xi Ming's body … There was only one Qi Arrow, and it tore through the air as it flew. In the blink of an eye, he was already in front of Yan Ximing's chest. Yan Xi Ming didn't dare to fight head-on anymore, so she turned around and dodged …
Chirp … chirp … chirp …
Just as Yan Ximing's feet were about to move, Yan Ximing's middle finger and index finger flicked the bowstring. The bowstring vibrated and another Qi Arrow flew out. Its landing point was exactly where Yan Ximing would land after she flipped over.
Two stars in a row!
Unlike the two stars shot by ordinary bows and arrows, the interval between these two arrows, one after the other, was very short. The timing was ingenious, and the landing point was very accurate. It was not something that ordinary bows and arrows could achieve. When Yan Ximing sensed the second air current tearing through the air, his feet had just touched the ground. It would be as difficult as ascending to the heavens to avoid it.
Facing it head-on was his only choice. He did not have the time to stabilize his body, nor did he have the time to gather the power of the Infernal Soul. He directly used all the power he could muster in an instant to meet the attack.
* Chirp *
* Chirp *
Using the bow as a carrier, he could instantly transform the Qi into an arrow, creating two or even three linked stars. Not only were they more perfect and powerful than ordinary arrows, but they were also much easier to shoot.
Just as Yan Ximing was about to defend herself, the third and fourth bolts shot out one after another.
Four aligned stars! It was almost impossible for an ordinary bow and arrow to shoot a godly skill. It was a sure-kill arrow that even gods could not dodge! At this moment, even if Yan Ximing wanted to withdraw her defensive power and dodge with all her might, it was already too late.
By the time the third arrow was shot, the three disciplinary elders of the Northern Emperor Sect were already completely stunned. In their terror, they almost lost control and began to scream. They desperately wanted to block the third and fourth arrows, even using their own bodies to block them. However, how could their speed compare to the strongest arrow formed by the power of the Infernal Soul?
Chi!!
The second arrow hit Yan Ximing's body, and with an ear-piercing sound, the protective power he hastily gathered was instantly scattered. A heart-wrenching pain came from his chest, as if his heart had been pierced by a sharp arrow. His body even fell backwards … but before he could fall, the third and fourth arrows fiercely hit his body.
Puff! Puff!
Two muffled groans and two muffled sounds rang out at the same time. Yan Ximing's chest exploded into two puffs of bloody mist, and his body was sent flying by the enormous impact.
"Young …!!"
The three elders leapt up at the same time, and rushed in front of Yan Ximing at the fastest speed possible. They stabilized his tumbling body, and pressed their hands on his body, firmly stabilizing his injuries.
"We admit defeat on his behalf. You've won this spar!" One of the elders said, in case Yan Gong Luo attacked again. For the sake of the Northern Emperor Sect's reputation, they could tolerate the death of the Great Elder, but they absolutely could not tolerate anything happening to the Young Master … even though he had already met with an accident. The first arrow was dodged by Yan Ximing, the second arrow scattered his protective power, and the third and fourth arrows opened up two bloody holes on his body, almost piercing through his heart. Fortunately, it was unknown whether Yan Gong Luo was lenient, but although Yan Ximing was heavily injured, his vitals were not injured. Under the combined efforts of the three, the bleeding had already stopped, and his wounds no longer worsened.
Defeat, a crushing defeat. From the start of the confrontation between the two, this elegant and graceful Northern Emperor Sect's proud son of heaven had been fiercely suppressed. He had been suppressed to the point where his previous imposing manner was completely gone. From start to finish, he had not even touched the corner of Yan Gong Luo's clothes. A crushing defeat.
Yan Ximing's Scarlet Flexible Sword had not been swung even once, and had become a comical decoration. And what Yan Gong Luo had used to defeat him, was merely a wooden bow that he had made at the last minute.
With a wave of his hand, that bow had already been casually thrown to his feet. His hands casually rubbed against each other, and his face revealed a seemingly proud yet mocking smile: "The Northern Emperor Sect is indeed only so-so. I had originally thought that this would be a somewhat interesting match, but who would have thought that it would be so thoroughly disappointing. I only moved my fingers, and haven't even warmed up yet. Is your Northern Emperor Sect just a bunch of trash like this? "
The faces of the three elders became even more gloomy. They began to feel that this time, with only the few of them participating in this Heavenly Star Magic Martial Conference was really too little. One after another, things that they had expected and even imagined happened, causing them to be completely unable to control the situation … The Great Elder had died, and now even the Young Master had been heavily injured. And that heavily injured Young Master, a man with terrifying strength, had mercilessly and unscrupulously mocked the Northern Emperor Sect in front of everyone.
They had never thought of it before! Even they themselves suddenly began to feel that their presence here had already been struck to a very, very low point, to the point that they no longer had the face to be the witnesses and judges of this match.
Xie Gong Luo, they firmly remembered this name, regardless of whether this name was real or fake.
"Young man, your performance today has greatly broadened the horizons of us old men. You won against him because of your strength, there is no doubt about that. However, it is better to be a bit more restrained. If you provoke someone you cannot afford to provoke, even if you are ten times stronger, you will still regret being born into this world. " An old man stood up, his gaze like a hook, his voice low and deep. The other two people supported Yan Xi Ming, glanced briefly at Yan Gong Luo, and supported Yan Xi Ming, who had already lost consciousness, to sit in front of the stone wall.
"Someone you cannot afford to provoke? Heh … this esteemed senior of the Northern Emperor Sect, do you have the guts to spar with this junior? "Yan Gong Luo looked at him, the mocking smile on his face not diminishing in the slightest.
The old man's expression changed slightly … his strength was slightly inferior to Yan Xi Ming's, and even Yan Xi Ming had been beaten black and blue without even touching the corner of the other's clothes. If he were to spar with him, the only result would be an equally embarrassing defeat. Although he had just seen Yan Gong Luo shoot the Four Star Linked Arrows with his own eyes, even if he were to face him now, he knew that his situation would not be much better than Yan Xi Ming's.
And if he did not accept the challenge, it would be completely equivalent to admitting that he, the "senior" of the Northern Emperor Sect, was afraid of this unknown junior, and once again smeared a layer of dust on the face of the Northern Emperor Sect.
Moreover, he was already close to seventy years old, and had long since passed the age of impulsiveness and ignorance. Having such shocking strength at such a young age, this person's background must be extraordinary … and this person had always appeared calm and steady, but in a situation where he clearly knew that they were people of the Northern Emperor Sect, he still ridiculed and provoked them like this. Their background and intentions made him unable to not be suspicious.
He once again silently sighed. Only the four of them, the Disciplinary Elders, had appeared here, it was really too little.
His short hesitation made the ridicule in Yan Gong Luo's eyes even stronger, and he chuckled: "Oh, looks like you don't dare to spar with this junior … Fine, the three of you, come at me together."
The three Disciplinary Elders, from young to old, had never been looked down upon by an outsider like this before. Even their many years of cultivation could not suppress their anger, but the action of the three of them joining hands to deal with a junior was something they definitely could not do. The Second Elder said coldly: "Ignorant junior, we have no enmity with you, and are never willing to form enmity with others. Have you carefully thought about the consequences of your actions today? "
"Consequences? Oh? I only know that this is the Heavenly Star Demon Martial Conference that is held once every twenty five years. You can freely spar and challenge each other, regardless of gender, age, good or evil, life or death or disability. If your Northern Emperor Sect's people were defeated by me, then they were defeated. If they died by my brother's hands, then they died. One-on-one defeat, one-on-one death, open and aboveboard, without any scheming. According to the rules of this conference, neither side can pursue the matter. And your Northern Emperor Sect, as the witness and adjudicator of this conference, actually dares to talk about 'enmity', and the consequences you speak of … Can I treat it as a threat? "Yan Gong Luo looked askance and said calmly.
The Second Elder did not get angry, but instead laughed, and his face clearly darkened: "Good, very good … Looks like we have been silent for too long, causing some ignorant people to forget our name … Very good! Xie Gong Luo, to be able to let my Northern Emperor Sect remember your name, you should feel honored!! "
What were the consequences of offending the Northern Emperor Sect?
And, the Second Elder's words also meant that this person called Xie Gong Luo had completely offended the Northern Emperor Sect, and there was no way to redeem himself. For so many years, the Northern Emperor Sect had been so silent, at least on the surface, but its existence had always been so high and unreachable. Their silence did not mean that they would tolerate their dignity being violated.
This man called Xie Gong Luo had reached the pinnacle, and the godly Qi Arrow Technique that made people stare in awe, but did he really have the qualifications to challenge the Northern Emperor Sect?
No. That was what everyone was thinking. Even if there were ten of him, or even a hundred of him, it was impossible for him to have the ability to fight against the Northern Emperor Sect. But, why did he deliberately say those words of mockery? Could it be just because he was ignorant? Impossible. There must be some secrets that they did not know.
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