Eternal Sacred King Chapter 1563: 5 arrows to kill!
I am Aramu!
These four words fall in the crowd, like a stone that provokes a thousand waves, and evokes the shock of the creatures of all races!
These four words seem to have a kind of magic power. The many monks who were fighting in the battle subconsciously stopped their movements and followed the reputation.
Huang Wu, this name is unknown to everyone in the world!
Even among the six fierce races, they are so fierce!
In the first battle in Vientiane City, all the big evil races knew that the human race gave birth to an evil spirit, and even in the Golden Core Realm, they could compete with the Raksha race and the **** race.
But the major fierce races didn't care.
It's just the real Jindan, and it's not threatening at all to the major fierce races.
It wasn't until the Battle of Heaven and Earth Valley that the name of Huangwu was completely spread among the six fierce races.
Then the attention of the six fierce races has been issued one after another to kill Huangwu!
But I didn’t expect that in the battle on the Six-Star Mountain a hundred years ago, the blood vine tribe fell to thousands of people, and the young master Teng Lingzi was also dead!
However, Huang Wu disappeared on the Tianhuang Continent, and there has been no news ever since.
The young masters of the evil race, such as the ghost witch, the Xiaoxiang goddess, and the Canmu, are extremely proud and confident enough that they have no fear of Huangwu.
When they want to come, today's Ten Thousand Races Conference, even if Huang Wu is still alive, he absolutely dare not show up.
The six fierce races gather, and the killing order is still there. If Huang Wu dares to come, it is tantamount to throwing himself into the trap and seeking his own way!
But they didn't expect that Huang Wu really came.
Furthermore, as soon as he appeared, he killed the new Young Master of the Blood Vine Clan and shot down a Raksha Clan!
The ghost witch has a solemn expression.
The Xiaoxiang Goddess also frowned.
With that arrow, even they may not be able to retreat in their entirety!
During the melee, none of them noticed the arrow, only the powerful perception of the remnant eye, aware of the danger, and uttered a reminder, but it was too late.
Teng Luo, is already a dead man!
With Leng Rou's help, Ji Chengtian pulled the blood vines that pierced through his chest. There was no blood on his face, but his expression was excited.
"Zimo is here!"
"Yes, he is here!"
Leng Rou also nodded, and said: "Don't worry, Zimo is here, these fierce races can't beat the storm!"
"Big Brother!"
The little fat man couldn't help laughing and yelling.
"Silly Jian, take a look, my eldest brother is here!"
The little fat man shook Shi Jian's body desperately.
Shi Jian was severely injured, and was shaken by the little fat man a few times, his bones almost fell apart, and said weakly, "Fatty man, you want to shake me to death!"
Although Shi Jian was scolding, somehow, his eyes were reddish, and he cried.
"Arabic!"
"Aramu is here!"
The fleeing monks stopped and looked up, looking excited.
"It is the wild weapon of our human race! The arrogance of our human race!"
The confidence of many monks had already collapsed, but after Huang Wu came, many monks rekindled hope and fighting spirit!
Under the gaze of countless gazes, a figure appeared on the head of the Xuanji Palace, with black hair in a green shirt, with a torch-like gaze and a fierce aura between his eyebrows, carrying a large green bow in his hand!
The green-shirted monk walked toward the battlefield, his steps were not hurried, but every time he fell, the entire void would tremble.
The monk Qingshan burst out with a terrifying and monstrous trend, as if to step on all the creatures of the tens of thousands of races!
"Arabic!"
The ghost witch rose slowly and narrowed his eyes.
Can Mu also stood up, a pair of dark holes in his eyes, facing Su Zimo's direction, emitting a gloomy light.
Jade Luosha frowned slightly as he looked at the incoming person.
"Presumably, this monk in the green shirt is a clone of that person."
Everyone present, only Jade Raksha knew the existence of the martial arts deity.
In the eyes of Jade Raksha, although this monk in the blue shirt looks exactly like the martial arts deity, there is still a big difference in temperament.
"Huh!"
Jade Raksha's heart moved, and he secretly said: "You have bullied me for so long, I will bully your clone later, it is not betraying you at all."
The palace lord of the mysterious palace looked at Su Zimo, who was slowly approaching, with a complex expression.
Just a hundred years ago, Su Zimo has already stepped into the realm of half ancestors. The speed at which this cultivation level improves is terrifying!
Normally, he and Su Zimo had a lot of feasts.
The magic-breaking bow in Su Zimo's hand should be his magic weapon!
Furthermore, it was precisely because of Su Zimo that he was removed from the post of palace lord, and he thought behind closed doors until he was free again this year.
But at this moment, the palace lord of the mysterious palace does not have any hatred towards Su Zimo.
He only hopes that Su Zimo can protect the final dignity for the cultivation world and the human race!
In the battlefield, because of Su Zimo's appearance, there was a short period of stagnation, and many fierce races stopped killing one after another, turning their heads to look over.
"What are you looking at?"
The ghost witch stared at Su Zimo faintly, and suddenly said: "This person is handed over to me, you continue to kill, until all the human races surrender!"
Hearing this sentence, many fierce races reacted and continued to hunt down.
Hundreds of three-legged golden crows are ready to launch the final offensive against the monkeys and others, and against Yan Beichen!
"Whoo!"
Su Zimo's expression was cold, suddenly raised his hand, pulling the magic bow, a long arrow of mana condensed, and instantly shot into the group of three-legged golden crows, exploding a cloud of blood mist!
Hundreds of three-legged golden crows gathered together and couldn't escape the arrow at all.
With the cultivation base of Su Zimo's half-ancestor, with the help of the magic bow, the arrow shot by the condensed mana is extremely terrifying, and these three-legged Golden Crow tribes simply can't resist it!
This arrow shot through at least the bodies of five or six three-legged golden crows.
The three three-legged golden crows at the forefront bear the fiercest power of the mana arrow, their flesh bursts, the soul is extinguished on the spot, and the body is dead!
This arrow brought the battlefield to a standstill again!
"What are you afraid of!"
The ninth prince said coldly: "This is an ancient magic-breaking bow~IndoMTL.com~ There is a very long time interval! He just shot an arrow, before he shot the second arrow, he was already a Dead!"
"Kill me!"
The ninth prince flickered and rushed towards Yan Beichen, who was seriously injured and weak.
Wow!
At this moment, the sound of a sharp arrow breaking through the air sounded, and it instantly came to the front!
"What! Shoot the second arrow so quickly!"
The ninth prince was shocked, subconsciously protruding the golden claws, and grabbed the long arrow.
Boom!
The long arrow shattered.
The palm of the ninth prince was also shot through by this arrow, dripping with blood!
"Ah!"
The ninth prince cried out in pain.
Wow!
Without waiting for him to react, the second arrow came!
"Huh? How is it possible!"
The ninth prince's expression changed drastically, and there was no time to think about it, the whole person turned into a golden light, and he wanted to release his escape technique and leave.
Wow! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Following, three long arrows burst through the air, directly sealing the ninth prince’s retreat!
"Old Nine!"
The seventh prince exclaimed.
Don't say it is the ninth prince, even if it is him, including the young masters of the evil clan such as the ghost and the shaman, he did not expect that Su Zimo can continuously pull the magic bow and shoot the long arrows!
Puff!
A long arrow pierced through the chest of the ninth prince.
The huge power directly exploded his body to pieces!
A primordial spirit looked panicked, and ran out dangerously and dangerously.
"Om!"
Su Zimo spoke slightly, and a Sanskrit voice came!
The primordial spirit of the ninth prince trembled slightly, and under the gaze of many eyes, the light was dim and scattered in the world!
The ninth prince, meteor!
There are only three shifts today, my brain hurts, I can’t write it out