Dead...

Blood rain was flying, and the head, which was covered with messy hair, rolled to the ground.

For a moment, the inside and outside of the square became quiet.

Even the masters of the sect who retreated from all directions at the first time and wanted to escape by the night color were empty in their minds.

Although Jia Qing lives under Jilong Mountain, he is very famous in Green Forest Road and has a great reputation in the martial arts world.

This is a quasi-grand master-level powerhouse who is only one step away from "blood and energy are like a furnace forging true skills".

However, such a powerful enemy was so easily decapitated by someone and died so miserably.

Seeing this scene, no one could calm down.

"Two leaders!"

After great shock, there was a boiling and fury mixed with shock and anger.

The bandits of Changliu were all crazy, roaring and roaring, and rushed towards Yang Yu without fear of death.

"Stop them!"

However, the morale of the Jinyiwei was greatly boosted and he used all his means to kill the thieves and bandits beside him.

Only the monk Abstinent, put his hands together, breathed a sigh of relief, took a step back and protected the panicked refugees and the weak.

"escape!"

"escape!"

Masters such as Yu Changjing had no intention of fighting, and seeing Jia Qing die, they escaped faster.

However, the next moment, thunderbolts were already exploding in the night.

Swallowing ~~~

The sky was filled with light, and the air flow was roaring and screaming everywhere, either shooting at the bandits in Changliu Mountain or shooting at the masters of the sect.

The killing made the crowd sweat and frightened.

The night sky seemed to have not played a slight blocking effect. The arrows were like black and white impermanent chains of deadly soul-catching souls. Wherever they went, someone would die.

Can't avoid it, can't stop it, can't escape it!

"Yang Yu, do you want to kill everyone?!"

Someone roared angrily.

The response to him was an arrow like a thunder, ruthless and indifferent.

call!

Yang Yu stepped down and slashed several heads with a casual knife. With blood splashed, he jumped onto the eaves, with a bow full of the moon and an arrow like a meteor.

"Okay, so awesome..."

Liu Peng gasped. His martial arts were shallow and his eyesight was average, but he saw blood splattering in the night, and arrows rushed to the thunder, screaming.

For a moment, sweating like slurry, heart like beating a drum, and a great awe arose in my eyes.

Even after learning martial arts for half a year, how could he have seen such a terrifying archery killing scene?

"Amitabha."

Avoiding sex is also moving toward the heart.

The archer is a powerful weapon on the battlefield, and the murderous murder is not comparable to the means of fighting in the martial arts world, especially this donor Yang, who is very energetic.

Even if an ordinary archer is talented and pulls his bow for a long time, his muscles and bones will become weak and his accurate head will fall. However, this person will become more and more fierce as he kills.

One person draws a bow, hundreds of people can shoot arrows.

Among the people he has seen in his life, fierceness can also rank in the top three.

Swallowing ~

The arrow basket shot into the air, and Yang Yu stepped on the wind and caught the bloody arrows that were coming back. At the same time, the internal energy surged, making a sound like a tiger roar and a dragon roar:

"Surrender and not kill!"

...

Without Jia Qing and other commanders of Changliushan, another archer who fired perfectly, the Jinyiwei raised his strength and finally defeated the Changliu bandits.

In addition to the small part that has been dispersed, they are mostly captured and killed.

call!

Yang Yu stood with a bow, holding the bow but not emitting it.

In the night, a group of masters of the sect, including Yu Changjing, walked out with a ugly expression.

Seeing Yang Yu, many people were fighting each other and feeling cold.

They have never met a real archer, but there are many hearsays. Although the archer is powerful, the one in front of them is beyond the scope of the rules.

They were all martial arts, and they fled in scattered places, and they were covered by night, but they couldn't escape?

"Yang Yu..."

Yu Changjing staggered, the corners of his mouth were stained with blood, and he was seriously injured.

However, he was present, and a few of them were killed by an arrow, but they were injured in their muscles, bones, internal organs, and their combat power was greatly reduced. He had to walk back.

"Yang...Mr. Yang."

At this time, the Jinyiwei, who was soaked in blood, surrounded him and closed the dantian and removed the joints of his arms.

I breathed a sigh of relief just now.

"In Xiajinyiwei's hundreds of households, Zhao Guangxiao."

The man who was supported by several Jinyiwei and never participated in the war from beginning to end came forward to salute, lowered his voice and said:

"I have seen Yang Baihu, thank you for helping me."

"Mr. Zhao, although the Jinyiwei is not as prosperous as a person, there are not only a few people, right?"

Yu Yang raised his hand slightly and fell down the eaves.

"This matter is a long story..."

Zhao Guangxiao smiled bitterly, revealing the future and the end.

"...There seems to be turmoil in Deyang Prefecture. More than a month ago, Deputy Commander Qi could not be contacted. The two magistrates were worried and took people there..."

"It's Deyang Mansion again..."

Yang Yu's heart was slightly sank.

First it was Cao Jinlie and then Qi Gang. At this time, even the two tutors went there. This was basically the entire Qingzhou Jinyiwei who went to Deyang.

That Deyang Prefecture...

"Yang Baihu, who are you chasing?"

After a few greetings, Zhao Guangxiao looked at the red-eyed white crane in the ruins of smoke and dust, and kept crying with tears.

"Of course it won't be that saint."

Yu Yang calmed down.

Not long after waking up from the Tianhai Realm that day, Yu Fengxian had already found the branch of Liansheng Sect in the mountains. After a battle, the woman in white fled far away on her red-eyed white crane.

The two of them chased each other and arrived outside Qingzhou City.

"Where is Mr. Xu?"

After taking the arrows collected by the Jinyiwei, Yang Yu asked, but he did not delay receiving the reply and ordered his colleagues to take care of him here.

He turned his body and headed towards the city.

...

...

My name is Jilongshan.

The Ming Dynasty, Longyuandao, was born in Qingzhou City. He was born in the family because of farming and studying. He was also the only son. His father never forgets him. He also taught me earnestly and pretended to be fond of learning.

When I was young, but my family was poor, I barely collected Mr. Shu Yu, but I had no money to buy books. Therefore, I always borrowed other people's books. Fortunately, I was talented and had no ability to remember them even though I could remember them silently many times, so I could record them.

But in the end, I can't compare to my classmates who know a thousand words at the age of three, and read the Four Books and Five Classics at the age of seven, and I feel unwilling to do so, and I work harder and strive for it. I only become a student at about twenty years old.

However, at this point, there seems to be no room for further development.

The state examination is no longer a high goal that I can overcome.

He failed the exam again and felt unwilling to accept it. At that time, the Xiao family's nephew mocked him and said, "The poor need to be an official, kill and set fire to be recruited."

Later, I found out that there were four great masters in Qingzhou, followed by Wang, Liu, and Cao families. After that, there were still sons and nephews of officials. Every time the state test was conducted, all the officials in the prefectures and counties all tried their best.

Trials every three years often fail to start, and the quota has been divided up.
To be continued...