"Back off!"
The Junior Chief of the Moon-shooting Tribe shouted. He strode out of the cone-shaped battle formation and approached the zombie-like hawk-nosed old man like a moving black iron tower. He shot three arrows with each step, and four arrows with each shot.
This time, his arrows no longer pursued lethality, but became faster, more accurate, and sharper, which was in line with the key of single combat.
The bowstring shook like a thunderbolt.
A man and a bow shot a rain of arrows all over the sky.
The zombie-like old man with a hawk-nosed nose walked leisurely, his palms constantly patting. The dark blue internal qi was surging like raging waves, and the freezing air was rolling, freezing and crushing all the arrows that were shot at him …
"Kill!"
The Junior Chief of the Moon-shooting Tribe exerted strength on his feet and suddenly rose from the ground. In the air, he held the special-shaped long bow with both hands, twisted it, and pulled it. The bowstring of the long bow contracted, and the bow was divided into two in the middle. The huge long bow turned into two machetes, held in both hands, and chopped down.
The grassland warriors not only had amazing archery skills, but also extremely formidable close combat ability.
The zombie-like old man with a hawk-nosed nose did not dare to be careless. He put his palms together and pulled, and a dark blue light was pulled out from his palms, which evolved into a dark blue thin sword. Holding the sword in his left hand, he shook his wrist, and the sword rain fell all over the sky.
Natural qi took shape.
To condense the natural qi that had been cultivated into a weapon, this was something that could only be done by experts who had transformed at least 30% of their internal qi into natural qi.
Clank, clank, clank!
At this moment, it seemed that a metal storm was stirred up. Dazzling sparks sputtered, and the continuous sound of weapons colliding was constantly heard in the dark night sky.
Immediately, the sparks disappeared.
Drops of blood appeared on the body of the Junior Chief of the Moon-shooting Tribe.
His two machetes were not able to completely block the opponent's thin sword. In an instant, he was at least stabbed dozens of times. But fortunately, because of his fearless fighting style, the sword wounds only pierced his muscles, and did not hurt his tendons and bones.
But for the grassland warriors, such injuries were nothing at all.
"Go! Don't stop, I'll entangle this old dog. "
The Junior Chief of the Moon-shooting Tribe had an imposing manner. Ignoring his own injuries, he turned into a storm of saber light again and directly swept toward the zombie-like old man with a hawk nose.
With the young military counselor as the vanguard, the other grassland warriors continued to rush out.
According to their previous plan, as long as they rushed out of Liufang Street of the Musical House, they could rendezvous with the long-prepared reinforcements, and then rush all the way out of Chang 'an City. If they were blocked here for too long, when the garrison guards of various districts of Chang' an City gathered together with the field army stationed outside the city, the grassland warriors, no matter how tough they were, would be outnumbered and all buried here.
Therefore, there was no time to waste.
"Hehe, lie down for me."
The zombie-like old man with a hawk nose suddenly let out a cold yell and broke away from the battle. Then, he condensed his aura and suddenly soared. His thin blue sword glowed with divine splendor. All of a sudden, the sky was filled with blue ice crystal snowflakes. Guided by his thin sword, the snowflakes turned into a huge blue bone dragon and swooped toward the Junior Chief of the Moon-shooting Tribe.
"Sky Wolf Killing Moon Slash!"
The Junior Chief of the Moon-shooting Tribe knew that the critical moment had come, so he performed his best moves at the same time. The two broadswords, one above and the other below, were like two moons, floating in front of him. The internal Qi in his body surged and operated according to a unique method. In the surging airflow, there was a vague howl of wolves on the prairie, and the shadow of a moon-swallowing silver wolf appeared behind him.
"Kill!"
He shouted.
The Moon-Swallowing Silver Wolf also leaped out and pounced toward the Blue Bone Dragon.
Ultimate move against ultimate move.
Killing style collided with killing style.
In the void, the airflow was chaotic.
Boom!
A violent explosion spread across the void.
The Moon-Swallowing Silver Wolf and the Deep Blue Bone Dragon exploded almost at the same time. They shattered and turned into violent energy.
Like a black iron sculpture, the Junior Chief of the Moon-shooting Tribe stood where he was, motionless. He used his own strength to resist the impact so that his companions would not be affected. The zombie-like old man with a hawk nose, on the other hand, took three steps back and completely eliminated all the turbulent Qi.
In comparison, the Junior Chief of the Moon-shooting Tribe was obviously weaker than the zombie-like old man with a hawk nose.
Moreover, the killing intent was still there.
In the turbulence, a gust of chill silently attacked.
It was freezing air.
The Junior Chief of the Moon-shooting Tribe did not notice it and was hit by the cold air. The cold air spread all over his body, and even his hair and eyebrows stiffened. Suddenly, he opened his mouth and spat out an arrow of blood. But before the blood fell to the ground, it was frozen into red ice.
"Go to hell!"
The zombie-like old man with a hawk nose flashed, leaving a residual shadow behind, and stabbed the heart of the Junior Chief of the Moon-shooting Tribe with his sword.
The Junior Chief of the Moon-shooting Tribe, who was almost frozen, moved stiffly. It seemed that he could not escape. At this time, a golden light flashed, and with a clang, a golden bow appeared at the critical moment and blocked the sword.
It was Qing Yan, the Virgin Goddess, who took action.
The Junior Chief of the Moon-shooting Tribe was rescued by the young Army Counselor.
"You take everyone away. I'll stop him. " With the Gold Sun Magic Bow in hand, the pasture Goddess of Martial Arts attacked the zombie-like old man with a hawk nose. She raised her hand, and dozens of golden arrows were shot close to his face.
The zombie-like old man with a hawk nose, like a willow in a gust of wind, suddenly flashed to avoid the frenzied golden arrows.
However, the Goddess of Martial Arts was faster. Her fiery figure was like dancing. She plucked the bowstring with her bare hand as if plucking the strings of a zither. The moonlight shone on the bowstring, like flowing water, and the frenzied golden arrows were formed in an instant. Like a shower, the zombie-like old man with a hawk nose was covered.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!
The power of the divine bow was activated to the extreme.
"Ah …" The zombie-like old man with a hawk nose suddenly screamed and hurriedly retreated. A golden arrow was inserted into his shoulder, but no blood flowed out. With a ferocious look, he said, "This is the method of the Heart Heavenly Shoot of the pasture Great Jebe. Are you a descendant of the Great Jebe?"
Qing Yan, the Virgin Goddess, did not say a word, and the arrows burst out.
"Don't think that I can't do anything to you. Your archery is not even one-tenth of the Great Jebe of the pasture." The zombie-like old man with a hawk nose flew into a rage. The netherworld natural qi swirled all over him, and he reached into his treasure pouch to grab a pair of bone cudgels. He waved them like the wind and smashed all the golden arrows shooting at him.
"I made these bone cudgels with the leg bone of a pasture Celestial Being …" The zombie-like old man with a hawk nose laughed. "If your method of the Heart Heavenly Shoot is one-tenth of the Great Jebe of the pasture, I can't do anything to you, but …"
Halfway through his words, his expression suddenly changed dramatically, and he looked to the east.
"Junior Fellow Apprentice …" Tears suddenly fell from his eyes. "No, Junior Fellow Apprentice, who killed you?"
He sensed that his Junior Fellow Apprentice, who was as close to him as a brother, had died in battle.
"How is that possible? In Chang 'an, except for one or two people, who can break the Iron Wood Devil Skill?"
"Ah …" He turned into a gust of wind, swept across the night sky, and galloped directly to the east, completely leaving Qing Yan, the Virgin Goddess, and the others behind.
Qing Yan, the Virgin Goddess, looked relieved. Her body swayed slightly, and she spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Your Highness …" The two female Wolf Warriors turned pale with fright and hurriedly rushed over to support her.
"It doesn't matter. I just forced myself to use the magic bow, and my energy was exhausted." She waved her hand, her face pale. Since she was captured and brought to the Qin State, her internal qi had been sealed, and she was hungry and thirsty. Her physical strength, blood, and qi had declined. Just now, in order to fight the enemy, she forced herself to use the magic bow and suffered a backlash, but it was not a serious injury.
"Let's go!"
The pasture Army Advisor shouted.
While the zombie-like old man with a hawk nose left in a frenzy, it was a good chance to rush out. If they hesitated, they were afraid that something bad would happen.
Qing Yan, the Virgin Goddess, nodded and hurried forward.
However, she also cast a glance to the east with great confusion.
The Two Ghostly Demons were exceptionally talented and had formidable strength. Their Iron Wood Devil Skill was almost immortal. In recent years, they had made a name for themselves. It was said that they had been subdued by the royal family of the Western Qin. Even those at the peak of the Natural Realm would not be able to kill them. Judging from the scene just now, one of the Two Ghostly Demons had been killed?
"Who on earth could do such a thing?"
The pasture warriors rushed toward the exit of Liufang Street like a gust of wind.
The garrison troops stationed in the eastern district at the exit were routed almost at the moment of contact.
Seeing that the exit was close at hand, the female Wolf Warriors and the soldiers of the Moon-shooting Tribe beamed with joy.
However, at that moment, Qing Yan, the Virgin Goddess, suddenly paled.
"Stop!" She yelled.
Before the warriors of the Moon-shooting Tribe realized what was going on, they rushed out of the street. Suddenly, their bodies, like twigs cut by a sharp knife, were silently torn into pieces and fell to the ground. Before they could even let out a scream, they were completely dead.
"What?"
"What's going on?"
"It's spider silk … the spider silk of the pasture."
The young Army Advisor, the junior chief of the Moon-shooting Tribe, and the others paled and shouted at the others to stop.
All of a sudden, the charging formation stopped.
Six of the most elite warriors of the Moon-shooting Tribe were turned into minced meat right in front of everyone's eyes. The weapons in their hands and the clothes on their bodies were all cut by invisible spider webs. They were extremely miserable, and their bodies were all turned into irregular pieces.
Qing Yan, the Virgin Goddess, looked angry.
"It's the Spider Shrine."
She said.
As soon as she said that, the other pasture warriors all paled, as if they had encountered something extremely terrible.
"Well, that day, it was the Spider Shrine who ambushed us …" The hatred in the Virgin Goddess's eyes was hard to hide. The reason why she and the 46 female Wolf Warriors were humiliated that day was because of the Spider Shrine.
"Why are the people of the Spider Shrine here?"
The young Army Advisor frowned.
"Haha, I've been waiting here for a long time." A skinny figure wearing a green robe walked out from the shadows. He was small and skinny, like a dwarf. One man and one shadow, but he blocked all the warriors of the grassland.
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