Xiahou Yuan and Le Jin protected Huang Zhong and rushed forward. Although the morale of the Northern Huns soldiers had declined, the closer they got to the Shanyu Huyan Chu, the more crazy the soldiers of the Northern Huns were.

Even good players like Xiahou Yuan and Le Jin were inevitably restrained. Fortunately, there were a large number of elite soldiers behind them, and they forced themselves to push the Northern Huns' elite soldiers to a distance of 60 steps from Hu Yanchu, while Shanyu Hu Yanchu himself did not retreat in a single step.

Hu Yanchu just glanced at this position from a distance and withdrew his gaze. He did not send too many troops there. He just commanded the elite soldiers of the Northern Huns to fight back against the Han army, as if he had no idea at all.

But such a cold-looking commander was a little cold when he saw this situation. No matter who saw it, Hu Yanchu was a very terrifying person from any angle.

"Is General Huang OK?" This time it was not Xiahou Yuan's speech, but Le Jin, because Le Jin had already entered the locking distance of the Great Yellow Bow at this time. At this level, a wave of hidden elite Theater was enough to kill the three people present.

"Enough." Huang Zhong took a deep breath and exuded an astonishing power, which was different from the crushing of internal energy, but a sense of spiritual oppression.

Xiahou Yuan stared at Huang Zhong's every move, and watched Huang Zhong take out an arrow and slowly put it on the bowstring, and then pulled it away silently.

Hu Yanchu accidentally saw Huang Zhong's direction's movements, but he didn't take them to heart. There was never a spiritual talent owner who died under the arrow in the world.

Then the next moment Huang Zhong's arrow flew out, not much faster, it was almost not much different from the speed of the normal elite archers, but when the arrow shot out Xiahou Yuan, he obviously felt that Huang Zhong's aura dropped by 90%.

The moment Huang Zhong's arrow flew over, Hu Yanchu's conditioned reflex extended his spirit and pushed Huang Zhong's arrow apart. However, at the moment when he pushed the arrow apart, countless will arrows appeared at the moment when Hu Yanchu pushed the physical arrow away.

The next moment, Xiahou Yuan looked at the arrow with horror and burst out countless light threads like fireworks. The fine light thread completely enveloped Hu Yanchu into a spherical light cocoon in the next moment.

"I won." The light cocoon dissipated, and Hu Yanchu fell down to the sky. With Xiahou Yuan's eyes, he could clearly see that there was no fatal wound on Hu Yanchu's body, but Hu Yanchu was dead, and he could no longer feel the breath of a living person.

"How is this possible?" Xiahou Yuan looked at Hu Yanchu who fell down on the sky with great horror, and then looked at Huang Zhong's direction.

"Don't worry if you can, let me tell you if you can bring you tea or wine." Huang Zhong asked at Xiahou Yuan.

"Pour it, and when you go back, you will serve tea and wine to me." Xiahou Yuan's eyes rolled and he said with a little flattering look, "But can you tell me how this is done?"

"It's very simple. When you condense your will into an arrow and shoot it out, not to mention the owner of spiritual talent on the other side, even if it is Lu Bu on the other side, you can shoot it." Huang Zhong looked at Xiahou Yuan without any intention of hiding his own personalities.

This trick is simple, but it is actually very difficult. If the arrow that must be won is already very difficult, then the difficulty of this arrow is even higher, because if the will in this arrow is destroyed, it will have a huge impact on itself.
Chapter completed!