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Chapter 167 Demon Bow

This is like using the stone sword and stone spear from the Stone Age before, turning it into an iron sword and iron spear. The difference between the two is not a small part.

We must speed up the practice of the sea-covering and breathing method!

Looking at the anxious pedestrians walking on the street, Jiang Heng's spirits became a little nervous.

“There is not enough time!”

I was secretly anxious. In addition, the cultivation of poison characteristics must continue. At the same time, the body's tempering can be accelerated by breathing. The bones of the limbs have only tempered the right arm, and even the right arm is still a little shorter, so it needs to be tempered as soon as possible.

After that, otherwise even if you master the tricks of covering the sea, your arms may not be able to support the display several times.

When I entered the Fu family, Fu Qingshui, who had a little unhappy relationship, greeted me.

However, this time Fu Qingshui's attitude was obviously much better. He greeted him with a smile on his face. His arms seemed to have been re-attached, but they were tied with bandages on the left and right. They looked quite funny and had never met for the first time.

The way of doing things.

"Brother Jiang, Qingshui was ignorant that time before. This... I hope I can understand how misunderstood this is!" Fu Qingshui was a little ashamed. Although she was almost middle-aged, her face seemed a little embarrassed.

"Oh, it's okay, you forgot that we are all one family now! Do you need to say two more families?" Jiang Heng smiled and patted his shoulder. He took a breath of pain, but he had no choice but to do so.

Endure it.

"Yes, yes! We are a family!" Fu Qingshui also breathed a sigh of relief. In the past few days, he also learned from his ancestors how terrible Jiang Heng's strength was.

He is the direct descendant of the Fu family and knows a lot about some secrets that Fu Changsheng knows. He also knows the glorious moments of foreign martial artists hundreds of years ago. The more he knows, the more he respects it.

Most of the men in the Fu family admire the strong, and they are prone to favor those with high strength. What's more, Jiang Heng's strength is beyond his reach.

With Fu Qingshui's leadership along the way, it was unobstructed in the Fu family.

"By the way, Brother Qingshui, this old man asked me to come over, but is there anything wrong?" Jiang Heng said curiously.

Upon hearing this, Fu Qingshui kept it a secret and showed a meaningful smile: "You will know this later!"

It was a bit funny to shake his head. Why didn’t I see that Fu Qingshui has this side before?

When he came to the inner hall, he saw that in the courtyard, Fu Changsheng was wearing a long gown and slowly playing a set of boxing techniques that seemed to be healthier. Seeing a few people coming here, he closed his fists and grew out.

Have a sigh of relief.

The breath he exhales is long and long, but it does not appear sharp. The whole person feels light and out of the world.

"Come!"

He took the tea handed over by the maid next to him, took a sip of it and said with a smile.

"You old man, are you calling me here?" Jiang Heng went straight to the point. His time was very tight now, but he didn't have time to have tea and chat with the old man here.

"Young people, don't be impatient. You can feel your anger from a distance. If this anger is suppressed for a long time, it will be bad for your body!" Fu Changsheng smiled slightly and quipped.

"Haha, young man, this body is very tough! And this is not the situation in the city that is weird, it's just so angry that it's easy to vent, and maybe the strength you'll be able to exert even more in the past!"

Jiang Heng searched for the stone pier beside him and sat down, and also asked Yang Dalang on the side to sit down. However, Yang Dalang seemed more restrained and refused to sit down.

Since he entered the famous Fu family, he has seemed too cautious, as if there was a dragon and tiger den here.

Jiang Heng shook his head and didn't bother to worry about these things. He smiled and looked at Mr. Fu.

"Senior, you called me here early in the morning to talk about your old age knowledge, right?"

"You boy! Is this saying that I am old?"

Mr. Fu is old but his heart is not old and he laughs and scolds.

"Okay, I know you have a lot of things, so let's just say a long story short. The strong man who made you has already made it!" Mr. Fu waved his hand, then looked at Jiang Heng and raised his eyebrows and said, "I just don't know you.

The boy said, your strength is different every day and I don’t know whether it is true or false? This strong bow is not an ordinary person, it is definitely different from what you see on weekdays!”

Mr. Fu's words were obviously a hint of provocation, but Jiang Heng didn't care. He was already a little expectant in his heart at this time.

"Oh? What's the difference? The strength of the younger generation is also unusual. Even the three-bow bed crossbow can be easily filled with one person!"

As soon as these words were said, Mr. Fu's beard stroke suddenly exerted force, and several white beards were immediately broken, causing the old man to grin.

"You kid are lying to me, old man, right? The three-bow bed crossbow is not an ordinary person!"

Fu Changsheng was a little surprised, but soon he felt relieved, patting Jiang Heng's strong arms was very satisfied.

"Okay! You guy is pretty good! Then this bow looks really suitable for you!"

"Qingshui, please let A Si and A Wu lift the bow over!"

"Okay!" Fu Qingshui responded quickly. He had been a little impatient. He looked at this bow.

Not to mention pulling the crossbow, he didn't even dare to touch it!

Jiang Heng became more and more curious. It seemed that the Fu family had spent a lot of effort. What would this bow look like?

At the same time, I was also a little worried. With my body, I really didn't have a bow that could withstand his strength. Especially now, my strength is much stronger than when the Battle of Hengjiang City. I'm afraid that the three-bow bed crossbow can't withstand him now.

The force is already there.

Fortunately, it didn't take long. After a while, two strong men walked over with a hard iron box, one after another. The two seemed very struggling, and the bluestone slabs on the ground would make creaking sounds without taking a single step.

, Obviously the floor is under a lot of pressure.

Jiang Heng felt a little surprised. These two men named A Si and A Wu were actually at the ultimate level of the third grade. It seems that they can try to enter the meridian refining realm immediately.

Together, it is not a problem to carry five thousand kilograms of things, but now it is so difficult...

Bang!

The two of them came to Mr. Fu and gently lowered the long iron box on their shoulders. The ground suddenly trembled suddenly, the floor cracked inch by inch, and a burst of dust rose.

"Come on, open it and take a look!" Fu Changsheng seemed very proud and waved his hand and smiled.

Nodded, Jiang Heng was not polite, and lifted the lid, but he was a little stunned when he saw it.

This is a snow-white crossbow, three meters long. The key is to see that the material is bone, but not ordinary bones, but silver-colored bones. The overall look has not been polished much.

It looks particularly hideous and rough.

"This...isn't this the demon's arm bone?" Jiang Heng looked at Fu Changsheng in surprise.


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