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Chapter 2427 Isn't it a joke?

Everyone in the world said that Chu Changge, the leader of the Gong Sect, could compete with millions of heroic troops.

The leader of the Gong Sect glanced at Chu Changge, groaned a few times, his face was extremely bad, and he no longer argued with him.

Chu Changge seemed inappropriate, shrugged, disagreed, and had a little slack attitude.

In the battle between the two weapons, the two people must choose a weapon to show their talents.

Qingge and Wang Qinghong were holding bows and arrows. Because of this, it was a good show that made people look at it.

Qingge's eyes were filled with coldness, like cold smoke flowing, and the aura of mysterious ice.

She was unwilling to compete, but if Wang Qinghong could be defeated, she would rather show off in the forest. Moreover, she was always rampant and it was not a matter of one day.

Half a year ago, in front of the Tiandi Courtyard and on the hillside, the bodies of tens of thousands of brothers were lying in the blood of Chenghe.

In one night, the city-covered courtyard of heaven and earth became a cemetery with humid yin energy, and the glory of the past will no longer be seen.

She knelt in front of the grave, sprinkled hot wine, and made a secret oath.

One day, I will avenge this revenge to comfort the spirits in heaven.

Most people in the royal palace are innocent, but Wang Qinghong is guilty.

In his lifetime, he will definitely kill Wang Qinghong.

Wang Qinghong’s proudest thing is the bow and arrow. Therefore, the singer holds the bow and arrow and cruelly tear Wang Qinghong’s pride with his own hands.

Wang Qinghong was confident and proud. Wang Shangdao glanced at Qingge disdainfully. His voice was not too small, and everyone could hear it clearly. "My brother's archery master had never accepted disciples from the former leader of the archery sect, but he taught his brother carefully, saying that his brother's talent was one in a million. In the past few decades, the talent on the archery was beyond the reach of others. As for some people, don't be self-righteous and arrogant. After all, people from remote areas are all ignorant idiots..."

"Brother is the number one archer in the five continents... Eastern Emperor, if I were you, I would raise the white flag and surrender, and I would not have to humiliate myself." The king said this.

Wang Qinghong curled the corners of his lips, looked at Qingge lightly, and clasped his fists with both hands, "Emperor Dong, don't take your brother's words to heart."

Qingge wiped Cheng Liang's bow and arrow in his hand, and lazily raised his eyes to Wang Qinghong, "The No. archer in the Five Continents? It seems that the bow gate has declined and there are no archers."

"Ye Qingge, don't be too arrogant, and don't look at what this place is. How can you let your rampantness be?!" Wang Qinghong's face suddenly changed.

"Why should you be angry and embarrassed? You have to see a hero with strength, so you don't need nonsense, please give me advice." Qingge wiped the bow and arrow, held the bow and arrow in his hand and walked towards the center of the altar.

There was a red light on the ground, and the archer stood in the red light. A hundred steps away, in a barrier of the sky, seven spirit birds flew quickly.

The Xizhou Spirit Bird has a light body and is known for its speed.

Someone has studied that Xizhou spirit birds are the fastest, and only see afterimages with naked eyes, but they hear the wind and no traces are seen.

Wang Qinghong narrowed his eyes, full of anger.

The King Shangdao opened his mouth and was cursing. Wang Qinghong's eyes passed like a knife, and the King Shangdao immediately became much more peaceful.

Wang Qinghong suffered so many losses and was much calmer.

Instead of a red-faced argument, it is better to show off your true skills and make Ye Qingge feel ashamed.

Previously, on Dingshanpo, Ye Qing Singer held the spirit of the Broken Threshold Divine Bow, which he could not compare to, but today is different. The two of them held the same bow and arrow, all depends on their talent and strength.

Wang Qinghong's eyes were placed on the Xizhou spirit bird a hundred steps away.

The Xizhou spirit bird is too light, very small in size, very old flesh, few bones, and almost useless. Because of this, it is caught by people who practice bows and arrows, locked in a small barrier, using steps as the distance, pulling the bow and strings, and practicing archery.

However, the distance between a hundred steps is very long and the spirit bird is very fast. If it can hit one, it will be a surprise.

Wang Qinghong stood in a correct position, held the long bow tightly, slapped the sharp arrow, and pulled the bowstring.

Suddenly!

The arrow from the string broke out into the air, and the afterimage flashed by, and an arrow penetrated a spirit bird.

It caused a sensation and applause was everywhere.

The door owners sitting on the crystal-inlaid chair stood up in surprise and praised him, "The style of this arrow is surprising."

Below, the sect leader of Tianshan, the head of Yan family, the head of Ye family, Gu Rongzha and others congratulated Wang Huanhe where he was drinking tea peacefully.

"The head of the Wang family has made the archery technique gradually progress, and it is a situation where the arrows are penetrated with hundreds of steps and the arrows are shot without any slightest. It is really a surprise."

"It turns out that the tiger father has no dog son. Brother Wang killed eight masters with one sword back then, but now the prince's archery technique is already a great master."

“…”

Qingge is alone, even if he is associated with someone, he is helpless.

Therefore, no matter how outstanding she performed, others would only sigh.

But Wang Qinghong is different. Wang Qinghong has an excellent father, even a little bit of his talent will be magnified and praised.

Although Wang Yunhe is mature and steady, and is cunning, he is also a father.

When Wang Yunhe heard the people around him praise Wang Qinghong, he couldn't help but be happy. Besides, Wang Qinghong's arrow was really surprised.

Because of this, no one pays attention to Ye Qingge's bow and arrow. Even the Wuji bow god is just a talent. Even if Ye Qingge is born a genius, he does not practice diligently after all, even good talent will be delayed.

When Qingge held the knife, he was a happy and refreshing warrior, a flesh-and-blooded woman.

But when she held the bow, she naturally felt a sense of mission that she had never had before.

At this moment, she is not a warrior, but a king who shoulders heavy responsibilities.

Ten thousand years ago, Feng Qi should have been like this, shouldering the life and death of thousands of people.

She cannot give up everything for her little love. She wants to defend her country, even if the people of that country regard her as her enemy.

Wang walked up the road to Wang Qinghong, twisted his sleeves and wiped the sweat on Wang Qinghong's forehead. The explosion of the arrow made Wang Qinghong overdraw his body.

When Wang Shangdao saw Qingge ready to pull the strings, he pulled his face and sneered sneeringly.

Ye Xuanji and others stared at Qingge intently...

Qingge's movements were smooth, he pulled the bow and strings, and a long arrow shot out, penetrated through a barrier, and accurately penetrated through six spirit birds.

Not only that, the solid stone tablet on the altar and behind the barrier was also penetrated by arrows and hung firmly on the stone tablet.

Arrow body, six spirit birds, dyed with red blood.

Qingge put down the bow and arrow and smiled bitterly, "The archery has deteriorated a lot."

Her archery talent comes from Fengqi.

It should be said that Feng Qi was willing to pass it on to her. As everyone said, she rarely practiced arrows, which led to unstable archery skills.

For others, this arrow will never be forgotten.

With a click, the bow and arrow in Wang Qinghong's hand fell to the ground, and his pupils suddenly tightened, unbelievable.

The king opened his eyes wide and was shocked.

"good!"

Chu Changge slammed the table and stood up, his face full of spring light, smiling in disguise, "You all open your eyes and see clearly? What is Wuji? This is Wuji?"
Chapter completed!
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