"Elder Yan..."

Looking at the small town with blood flashing through the night, Yu Lingxian fell into silence.

I love the nine extraordinary techniques of love, and they have a sense of each other.

She and Yan Xi are both from the old mother of Pishan, and they have a deep sense of each other. At this time, they are only a few miles apart, but she cannot sense the latter's aura.

What this means is self-evident.

"Is it him again?"

Yu Lingxian’s heart is complicated.

She still remembered that the man's name appeared in her ears for the first time, and she was just a trivial yamen runner.

Only a few years...

"who is he?"

Suddenly, a voice came, and Yu Lingxian was shocked. Then she realized that there was an extra person on the trunk beside her!

Under the moonlight, she saw that this was an old man who was not very handsome, five feet tall, but carrying a large bow that was much taller than others.

"you?!"

Yu Lingxian was a little scared and shocked, but the old man answered on his own:

"What you are talking about is that boy named Yang Yu?"

"How did you come here?"

After a brief shock, Yu Lingxian recognized who the person was, and there was awe in his tone.

"What do you think?"

The old man with a bow smiled but didn't smile.

“For us…”

Yu Lingxian's tone was bitter, and his heart sank to the bottom.

"Hahaha!"

Unexpectedly, the old man shook his head and laughed: "Just you, how can I be worthy of my husband's presence?"

Yu Lingxian smiled bitterly.

"I have been in seclusion for many years. Dali and Tianlang's wolf cubs have never been disturbed. You bastards like to stir up trouble..."

The old man with a bow looks out from the treetops to the small town ahead:

"This old guy is a little bit successful, and he is also playing the big bullying of the small, alas..."

"You are here for Prison Yang?!"

Yu Lingxian's heart trembled and suddenly remembered something.

The old man in front of me, born in Yunzhou, and he and Mr. Xu, who is very fond of Yang Prison, are colleagues for decades, and they are close friends...

“Yes, not.”

The old man with a bow on his back has a faint eyes:

"It may be that I am very quiet and moved..."

"So, he still has such a support, no wonder..."

Yu Lingxian’s heart is complicated.

Only then did I realize that Elder Yan Xi was probably already involved in the calculations of these two people. If this uprising is successful or not, I am afraid that it will inevitably die.

"I'm wrong again. I'm not his support."

Watching the city rise up, the iron-blooded and domineering aura, the old man with a bow on his back became sharp:

"If you want to assign me, it depends on how much he is!"

...

...

boom!

The sounds burst like endless muffled thunder.

A style of overlord spear penetrated the void, causing the ark to attack the Nanshan Ba ​​suddenly rose up and killed. Both of them were top masters under the Grandmaster.

With this angry move, the momentum of the opponent's gun was so great that it seemed to be no less than that of the Overlord's Gun.

One left and one right, they attacked Fang Zhenghao and surrounded Wei and saved Zhao.

However, Fang Zhenghao had expected the two of them to take action, and there was no intention of withdrawing the move when the true weapon was in a state of turmoil.

"So it's you..."

Looking at Yang Yu who was retreating in the sea of ​​destruction of sword light, Fang Zhenghao looked indifferent with a smile.

He was very cautious from beginning to end, and that was the fear of the old man during the battle between Liujishan, and until now, he finally realized his support.

Trepidation!

Like an eagle crying in the sky, sound waves echo.

A long rainbow pierces through the void, faster than a sonic boom, heavier than a meteorite, and is dozens or hundreds of feet away from it, locking Fang Zhenghao, whose overlord gun fell.

Arrows fall like meteors!

boom!

The indescribable light bloomed with heat, and the night sky brightened in an instant, and the divine light from the city could be seen all over the city, all of which were shocked and moved.

"Feet Arrow?!"

The boss screamed strangely and pulled Xie Qibu, who had not yet come back to his senses.

Further away, Old Dao Wang, who was pulling Zhang Longfu back, was also shocked.

"Lin Qitian's Meteor Destroyed Arrow?!"

The long rainbow came through the sun, as if it was astonishing as a god. Although it suddenly came, it did not have the slightest ruthlessness of shooting arrows in secret, but was as dignified as a star falling.

The three generals of Longyuan Border are all famous people all over the world. The three of them are about the same age and they first became famous in the battle of Liujishan.

The visitor was Lin Qitian, the general of the Yunzhou Army named by Wei Zhengxian and Fang Zhenghao.

With the Bajue Zhengang Cultivation of Meteor Destroying Arrows, he is one of the most famous archers in the world.

Grandmaster archer!

"It's messy, it's messy..."

Jia Xuyang shook his head in his heart and retreated like the wind.

"So, this is your support!"

The waves in my heart flashed, and Fang Zhenghao whistled:

"It's a pity, Lin Qitian, you're here too late!"

boom!

Fang Zhenghao turned a blind eye to Yu Fangzhou and Nanshan Ba's sudden rise and asked himself that he could kill Yang Yu first and then fight the two of them, but Lin Qitian could not ignore the unconcealed meteor destruction arrow.

Bang!

The fierce tide of sword light was destroyed by it again. The moment the long rainbow burst into flames, Fang Zhenghao's body automatically turned to extremely quiet.

The spear that pointed out plainly suddenly raised, burst out with a sound, and returned to the horse with all its might, pointing at the grand but terrifying arrow!

At the same time, the left arm that fell beside him suddenly raised, and the wind was swept across the gale, shaking like a gun, carrying the true energy, urging the true energy, and urging the blood and energy of the three great waves,

Use your arm to use your gun and continue to click and kill!

boom!

Sound waves and will intertwined, and blood and energy merged with true energy.

Fang Zhenghao's speed was extremely fast. He raised his spear and stabbed his horse with his arm and turned it into a spear. He almost completed it before the arrow broke through the air.

So much so that Yang Yu, who had retreated since the destruction of the sword dragon, had no chance of breathing, and was about to be pierced through the true armor's chest by this arm spear!

And this was not a surprise to Fang Zhenghao.

He has experienced too many battles and has experienced too many murders and death battles, and his control over the timing has already reached a meticulous level.

Even if Lin Qitian suddenly comes, he doesn't want to save people from his men!

"I want you to die, who can save you?!"

The indifferent will fell and Fang Zhenghao was distracted. He suddenly noticed something strange, but he saw that Yang Yu, who was retreating in the wind, suddenly stopped.

"So, this is the unity of energy and spirit..."

Under the wildly dancing hair, Yang Yu's eyes were like torches, and they shone brightly in the dark night.
To be continued...