Zheqin, the divine arrow from the "Wind of Biga", had already been prepared. With a quick backhand kick, he pulled out five immortal thorns like lightning, fired them in succession, and met the opponent's arrows with incomparable accuracy!
The House archer who wears the golden harp emblem on his chest is not afraid of fighting arrows at all. The opponent's arrow speed is very fast, but Zheqin, the divine arrow, is best at dealing with destroying arrows, and then uses his hand speed to fight.
Kill your opponent!
Shenjian Zheqin all have strong confidence in themselves. They have grown up practicing this. Arrows are their lives! After the withdrawal of the Dier tribe's musk deer people, Beamon's long-range firepower in the sky depends on House.
The shoulders are raised!
This competition shocked all the experienced archers!
The desert elf's weird short arrow shot in the air, and actually turned a weird flight arc, showing a strange "8" shape forward route, easily avoiding the straight-line thorns of the immortal thorns, and shooting towards the divine arrow Zhe.
In front of Qin, the divine arrow Zheqin from Biga Wind was extremely experienced. Although he was not panicking, he fired five arrows in a row and quickly shot down the five short elf arrows.
But unfortunately, the second wave of short arrows from the desert elf archer hit him again!
One strumming is a five-arrow arrow that automatically attaches to the piano! This kind of shooting speed is slightly inferior to even the House Shenjian Zheqin, who was born with six fingers! Not to mention that there is such a short arrow with such a strange trajectory!
It’s so weird! Such a tricky arrow technique!
"ah....."
A lingering scream suddenly broke the tranquility above the ruins of the ancient city. Five red and black short arrows shot from the front and back of the body with an extremely terrifying and strange flight path, hitting Zheqin, the divine arrow of the Haos clan.
The front, back, left, and right sides of the throat and neck.
The centaur archer who fell to the ground clutched his throat and rolled in pain, his whole body twitching. In less than three breaths, he curled up into a hedgehog-shaped ball and never moved again.
"Obisrachi!" Liu Zhenshao roared as he looked at the corpse of the House archer.
This centaur archer obviously did not die from being hit by an arrow, but from the poison of curare!
This death symptom is so unique!
The head and feet are rickety and connected together, like a weaving shuttle. In addition to the bee witch doctors of the Panibi tribe who disappeared in the long history, they have a unique poison---------"pulling machine" refined by them.
Which other toxin has this characteristic?
"This is not an arrow!" Ronaldo, the captain of "Big Wind", pulled out a short arrow from his subordinate's throat and roared angrily!
This is indeed not an arrow! If you take a closer look at the yellow and black arrow body, you will realize that it is simply a nine-inch-long giant queen bee. This arrow-shaped queen bee is completely different from the species in the Aegean continent.
It is slender and straight, the elytra are close to the abdomen, the body is as hard as iron, and the three-inch long tail spines shine with a dark and changing color, which is obviously highly poisonous!
After stinging the House Archer to death, the queen bee also dies, and the queen bee without a tail sting must also die!
No wonder it can change its line in the air! It turns out that the arrows shot by the desert elves using the lute are not arrows at all! No wonder that as soon as the string is strummed, five short arrows will automatically attach to the string. It turns out that they are flying royal bees!
The handsome man was laughing loudly, and the demonstrative roars and wild laughter of the desert giants and desert elves mixed together, shaking the sky.
"This is the "Bee Arrow Change Shooting" that our desert Mainz is famous for! If you didn't know it before, I will let you know by the way." The desert elf who established his power with five arrows laughed loudly: "It's a pity that you probably can't afford it.
Such Mainz arrow bees are small creatures that require a large amount of expensive honey to support! They cannot produce honey, they can only eat honey!"
"What a handsome archery! Which one of you is going to play with him?" Liu shook his head and laughed angrily, looking at the archers behind him one by one.
"I'm coming!" His Royal Highness Mali, the little elf prince, got out from between the human legs and jumped to the forefront of all the shooters.
"I'll do it! To deal with this kind of archer, you need speed!" Nedved pushed the little prince away.
Like a child who had his toy taken away, His Highness Mali angrily bumped into Nedved's thigh, desperately trying to squeeze back.
"Why don't you two come together!" The desert elf standing under the tower said arrogantly: "I didn't expect that even children would go to the battlefield! You Behemoths are really beasts!"
"Are you worthy of being called an elf? You don't even have the virtue of humility. I'm really ashamed of you!" The little elf prince simply jumped onto the arrow stack, blocking Nedved's sight with his body and allowing himself to face him directly.
This desert elf.
"Secretly protect the little prince of Mali." Liu Zhanzhen grabbed Nedved, who was about to step forward to grab the position, and muttered softly. Nedved nodded and stepped away.
"It's disrespectful to come back without reciprocating!" Liu Zhenshao nodded to the King of the Hill next to him. Battelle snatched a poplar wood torch from the sentry's hand, roared violently, and waved his arm, and the torch was also in the air.
It slid out in an arc and hit the distance, and the trailing flame tail pulled out a fiery red streak.
This is the signal for the competition to begin.
As expected, the high elf's talent in archery skills is not limited, especially His Highness Mali, who has royal blood. I heard the silver strings of the magic bow "Elune's Kiss" in his hand trembling wildly, and the sharp platinum silver moon blade was already striking.
The water swirled, pulling out a rapid white light and shooting it towards the desert elf.
His Royal Highness the little prince does not like to fight with arrows. His target is directly at the throat of this elf archer! Half of the Behemoth genes in his body make this little prince of Mali less peaceful and peaceful as an elf and more blood-thick.
Shui's violence, his three-edged moon blade, is used to cut off the opponent's head!
The stringing speed of the Elf Archer is fully automatic, which is not unpleasant, but compared with a fast archer like His Highness Mari who is truly proficient in top-level shooting skills, it is obviously not on the same level.
In a hurry, he fired five arrows in a row. Not only was the desert elf unable to stop the little prince's platinum silver moon blade, but the Queen Bee's extremely hard body was easily torn in half by Vincent's platinum silver moon blade!
This is the speed of shooting! Just now, this elf was able to get half a beat ahead of him, allowing the House archer to deflect arrows with arrows, but now he can only passively resist the little prince's moon blade!
But a master is a master after all. The desert elf quickly lifted his hand, raised his hand to draw an arrow from the scarlet spear again, clasped the string, and fired four arrows in a row, finally swinging away the moon blade---------
---Emperor Bee Arrows are too expensive and are not inexhaustible! There is also a real nine-inch iron feather arrow in the left pocket of this desert elf's scarlet spear!
After the little prince shot the first platinum moon blade, he held the bow and looked at the busy desert elf, as if he were watching a joke.
When the desert elf drew his arrow and split his moon blade with a real iron-leaf eagle feather, the little prince of Mali raised his hand again. Others did not even see how he took action, and there was already "zheng" in the air.
"A white light flashed across the ground.
The moon blade that shot out collided with the moon blade that was deflected by the desert elf's arrow. The two moon blades drew a cross arc, like a pair of scissors, scraping from the throat of the lute shooter.
It's so fast that it's so fast that it's so fast that it's so fast that it's so fast that it's so fast that it's so fast that it's dizzying!
A stream of blood jumped into the sky from the headless cavity, and the torch thrown by the King of the Hill fell on the sand until then, bouncing and shooting out countless sparks.
Rely on the "line-changing refraction" caused by the front and back collision of the moon blade!
This is the ultimate archery skill that elven archers at the Blade Archer level are good at!
Just like Nedved's "Masai Whirlwind Arrow", this kind of archery requires not only hard practice, but also unique and outstanding talent! Aegean humans can also use the magic equipment "Psychic Guidance Arrow" to do this
It has the same effect, but elves and centaurs never bother to use that kind of magic arrow!
Excellent archers should give full play to their own skills instead of relying on equipment! This is the archery master of the classical art school!
The two platinum silver moon blades did not fall to the ground, but were still hovering in circles in the sky, like two naughty hummingbirds, throwing out drops of blood.
Two whole minutes! Two minutes of silence!
The two platinum silver moon blades circled and danced in the air for two minutes before finally landing with a "ding-dong" sound and a crisp impact sound.
The three major magic bows of the elves, "Elune's Kiss", are indeed worthy of their reputation! The power of the wind element that is blessed on it is simply astonishing! If the little prince continues to shoot, then he can use the method of impacting the moon blade,
Deploy a wall of rotating moon blades in front of the enemy!
Behemoth's wild cheers rang out from the tower! Technology will always prevail over opportunism in individual combat! This is the proudest cry!
"Don't say I won't give you desert elves a chance. Who else will compete with me?" Nedved was aroused as an archer. He stepped forward, pushed the little elf prince behind him, and stroked it himself.
The battlements despise all the desert elves under the city.
The arrogance of the Haus archer completely aroused the anger of Mainz in the desert. His bows were still hanging in the holsters between his hips! He actually dared to challenge the Mainz archer with the most powerful archery skills in the desert with his bare hands!
A desert elf about forty years old stood up immediately, with a red belt wrapped around his waist. He placed one hand on the iron leaf feather arrow in the left pocket of his great command. Maybe he had also seen that he was trying to use it in vain.
It is extremely unwise for "Emperor Bee Arrow" to compete with the Behemoth archer in front of him.
The reason why crazy people are crazy is that they are superior to others. At this time, this old lute elf shooter obviously still believes in his own skills rather than the queen bee!
"I am Mainz red belt archer Bakhtiari Sadeh! The whole Takramago knows my reputation! Hundreds of famous archers have died in my hands!" The desert elf saluted gracefully and held up his lute.
Qin.
"I am Pavel Nedved, the left servant of the Summer Palace Minister of the God of War, the personal bodyguard of the Divine Comedy Shaman Richard, and the archer of my opponent. The more he overestimates his ability, the more I will keep him alive.
Life." Sweat-Blooded House opened his hands and tapped the bow pouches on his left and right hips with his little finger. The silver bow arms embedded with magic crystals were bright and dazzling.
A torch flew across the sky, and I don't know who threw it.
There was a muffled sound of "duh" and a scream.
A slender fairy thorn was inserted into the back of the desert elf's right hand which was caressing the string of the lute. It completely penetrated the lute and the back of the hand. The feathers on the arrow tail quivered like a string. The four thorns that the elf archer originally held between his right fingers were
The nine-inch short arrows were scattered on the ground, and there were black burns and ice crystals spreading on the skin. This was the figure of the twin lights of ice and fire that was quietly swimming in this incomplete state.
In the Demon Realm, all magic props can only work in a very short moment. Nedved's method has obviously exceeded the speed at which the magic elements can be dispelled!
The high-strength elasticity of Kui Niu hamstrings is the greatest guarantee for ensuring this speed!
Nedved sniffed, holding a bow in his left hand and a fairy thorn in his right hand. He glanced left and right for a long time, teasing the desperate desert elf archer as much as he wanted to shoot a bird.
Penetrating the crotch of the desert elf archer, burying despair----------As he said, the more arrogant the opponent is, the more he will spare his life and only leave you for the rest of his life.
of humiliation.
The elf archer’s hand is holding the arrow branch, Nedved’s empty hand, the desert elf has just completed the action of clasping the string, his arrow has penetrated the elf’s right hand holding the arrow, and then he plays with the opponent’s nerves to his heart’s content!
How fast a shot is required!
The cold-bloodedness of this Haus archer made all the Desert Mainz who witnessed this scene feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave in an instant, with their right hand missing and their lower body penetrated. Everyone knew what this meant to the archer.
"Who else is willing to compete with me?" Nedved took out a fairy thorn from the bag on his back, clasped it in his hand, and glanced coldly at all the desert elves.
No desert elf dared to challenge this House shooter, no more.
"If we had a decisive battle in the plains! You 60,000 people would have been crushed into shit by us!" Liu Zhenshao sneered ruthlessly at Mulan, the handsome man riding on the back of a silver elephant: "Remember! Hatred is yours.
Yes, bravery will always belong to Beamon!"
"Wait to see how the corpses of your Mulan soldiers are piled up as tall as a city wall! Arrogant desert bandits!" Prince Kahn also sneered a series of times.
"I will!" The corners of Mulan's handsome lips slightly curved into a cruel arc, but he was actually still smiling.
Watching Commander Mulan and his guards walking away, Prince Kahn looked at His Majesty the Divine Comedy Shaman.
"Your Highness, do you think what the handsome Mulan said is true or false? I am referring to the Northeast Governor Rosenberg..." Liu Zhenzhen glanced at the Lion-Hearted Prince.
"I don't know! I only know that this guy killed more than 10,000 of our soldiers!" Prince Kahn hesitated and shook his head.
"If this really happens, what should we do?" Liu Zhenshao asked.
"If it is true, then Rosenberg will definitely die!" Prince Kahn said with a bitter smile: "But his title is Duke! If there is no evidence, let alone you and me, even His Majesty the King cannot do anything random!"
"It's not easy to find evidence! Just go to Kalimantan and you will know! There are all our compatriots who were kidnapped there! Of course, there is also Princess Nancy!" Liu Zhensha snorted: "If the evidence is conclusive, then when the time comes
I hope you won’t stop me!”
"Your Majesty, I also want to go to Kalimantan, but..." Prince Kahn patted Liu Zhenzhen's shoulder and sighed: "I will go and integrate the troops first, and the organization will also need to be reorganized.
It is arranged that as soon as the Forbidden Demon Realm disappears tomorrow, a brutal siege will begin. This tower is 1,800 yards long. Even if all our soldiers fill it up, it will only be barely enough! May the God of War bless us!
"
"Let's fight! Fight until the end, and I will surrender alone!" Liu Zhenzhen laughed.
"Your Majesty, are you crazy?" Prince Kahn also laughed.
"What I said is true! I must surrender! I am the only one! I want to go to the city of Kalimantan! I want these Mulan people to taste a hundred times the life that the Behemoth warriors paid!"
Liu Zhenshao stared into the prince's eyes and said seriously: "I will definitely surrender! But before that, we must make this Mulan army suffer enough!"
"What is your purpose in doing this?" Prince Kahn looked solemn and looked at His Majesty the Divine Comedy Shaman quietly. He could tell that this His Majesty was definitely not really surrendering.
"You will know soon! All you need to do is follow Helen's orders! Of course, you have to survive this battle now. If I can really surrender, you will return to the Yale Oasis to rest! Wait for my orders!
"Liu Zhencheng smiled and smashed his mouth, turned to look at Helen: "Girl, you should understand what I mean, right?"
"Understood." Helen nodded cheerfully.
"Your Majesty, you shouldn't hide it from me, you should give me some hints!" Prince Kahn's heart was scratching like a cat's claws: "You can't just give me such nonsense.
?”
"I will turn the city of Kalimantan into a sea of burning fire! I will turn the city of Kalimantan into a hell! Rommel's hatred is beyond the sky, but how can more than 10,000 of our soldiers die in vain!" Liu Zhenshaan squinted his eyes,
Gritting his teeth for a while: "No one can stop me from completing this thing! But you must help me beat these Mulan people hard! Beat them until they can no longer fight!"
"If we go to Kalimantan, do we have enough people?" Helen frowned: "It seems a little less!"
"The center is blooming!" Liu Zhenzhen said with a smile: "If a hundred desperadoes appear in the city, the city will be ruined, let alone thousands!"
"No need for the oil melon?" Takin warrior Duncan's eyes lit up.
"Seal it temporarily! Use it again in Kalimantan! You Gua, Gao Cen, Jin Ren! When the time comes, each warrior remembers to tie a red belt on his forehead." Liu Zhenzhen laughed loudly: "
Prince Kahn was confused when he heard this. He knew about the red belt. In the oldest war custom in Behemoth, the soldiers were allowed to drink Mung wine, which represented a desperate charge; and the soldiers were asked to tie it on their foreheads.
A touch of red ribbon means preparing to massacre the city.
Massacre? This ancient word reminds His Royal Highness of the evil old society.
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There is still one chapter missing... I will write it now... I drank too much yesterday and fell asleep... Hehe... (To be continued)