Immortal Martial God Chapter 1666: Like a dream

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Life and death are imminent.

The arrow shot by Master Liu himself could not be blocked by anyone at the scene. Even the guild leaders of those guilds of tens of thousands of people, the guild leaders of Heavenly Tribulation Three and Four Levels, could never block this arrow.

But at this moment, everyone saw a beam of light.

A very thin and thin silver light suddenly hit the arrow's head.

When everyone came to realize that, the arrow had been hit slightly and flew out, wiping Xiang Nan's left arm.

In the blink of an eye, Xiang Nan's left arm seemed to have evaporated, vaporizing into mist, disappearing with the wind.

"In the end..." The audience was shocked.

Before the words were finished, a very dense voice was heard immediately.

Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding!

"This... hid it?" the audience exclaimed.

The setting sun said strangely: "What is it? What sound is this."

The black sickle said solemnly: "A needle."

Xiang Nan released the second silver needle he treasured. This needle was refined by the Eighth Layer of Heavenly Tribulation King Chongfeng himself. There are two in total. One was used before, but now this one is also Used by Xiang Nan to resist arrows.

The power of the silver needle is still not as powerful as the power of Liuye's arrow. This needle cannot destroy the arrow, and Xiang Nan has no plans to do so.

He just let the silver needle hit the arrow, making the arrow deviate a bit.

And the long string of crisp impact sounds came out after the silver needle hit the arrow nearly a hundred times, but because the process was so fast, until the arrow slanted out, the silver needle was completely After the crash, the impact sounded into everyone's ears.

In this moment, the street grabbing the flag was pushed to the climax.

Countless people cheered.

No one knows how Xiang Nan did it. It was a miracle that he was able to withstand an attack by Liu Ye.

Xiang Nan shook his neck, wrapped the flower on his back, and jumped off the flagpole.

In the eyes of everyone, Xiang Nan's blood has soaked Liu Hua's clothes.

He carried Liuhua on his back, how did he come, and how did he go back.

There are countless corpses on Zuihua Street. Xiang Nan walked back step by step with the group of corpses and Liuhua on his back.

Quack...

There was a sound of stretching the longbow.

The furious Liu Ye opened his bow and arrow for the second time and aimed the arrow at Xiang Nan.

He wished he could kill this Xiang Nan immediately, he had never had such a big killing intent on a person like never before.

Just when he was about to violate his own rules, Xiang Nan said a word without turning back. This sentence made Liu Ye suddenly decadent.

"Already, it's over."

Xiangnan Road.

Yes, walking the street to capture the flag is over. Xiang Nan completed the entire history of the City of Light, the first time he took the flag by walking the street and successfully rescued the person he wanted to save.

Liu Ye's second violating arrow, after all, failed to shoot out.

"Hoo...Hoo..."

Xiang Nan walked staggeringly. He didn't know why he was still awake. After suffering so many injuries, he should have passed out completely, and he was even about to die.

But he is still moving forward. He almost can't even feel the existence of his own body. He feels that he is stepping on the ground and walking forward, like stepping on cotton, weak and weak.

But he didn't know how he could still persist.

He shook several times and almost fell several times, but every time he tilted his body, he could barely readjust his posture and move on.

He walked very slowly and slowly, everyone was in awe, for fear that Xiang Nanhui would suddenly die like this in the next second.

And every stumble of Xiang Nan also affects everyone's hearts.

It seems that the road to leave Drunk Flower Street with Liuhua on his back is much more difficult than when he broke through.

"Come on!"

I don't know who it is, shouting like this.

Liu Ye's angry gaze suddenly stared at the caller.

Maybe it is to vent the dissatisfaction in the heart, or it may be to express the joy of the small person in attacking the authority, or even more maybe everyone has been suppressed for too long, and finally mustered the courage today to dare to say no to the authority.

For a while, the sound of cheering suddenly rang out.

"Come on!"

"Come on, boy!"

No one cares anymore, and they are not afraid of being angered by the sixth master, they are ranting and roaring heartbreakingly.

The audience was cheering and cheering, and even Liu Ye's angry eyes could not be stopped.

The old man sitting on the street, smiling, drank a cup of tea gently, without speaking.

In the sound of cheering and cheering, Xiang Nan shook, but he came back with Liuhua on his back with determination.

In front of the Haotian mirror, Xiang Nan twisted his neck and said: "Go, go home together."

The Haotian mirror carried the blue sky, the setting sun, and the black sickle, while Xiang Nan carried the flower.

The five finally arrived at the corner of Zuihua Street, Xiang Nan took a step and nodded at the old man.

The old man also nodded to Xiang Nan.

Go away.

Four people who came to the street to pull the flag, and finally five people left.

The applause and cheers of the audience sounded like thunder.

Some people are excited, some are excited, some are jealous, and some are angry.

But no matter what other people's moods are, Xiang Nan never takes it in his heart. He only knows that he wants to save the people he has to save, and he succeeded.

Drunk Flower Street has gradually been farther away, but the applause and cheers are still thunderous, coming from the rear.

Finally, Xiang Nan couldn't hold it anymore, put the Liuhua on the Haotian Mirror, and slowly climbed up.

The giant knife returned from a distance with a buzzing sound, and it was attached to Xiang Nan's back.

The Haotian Mirror was also cautious, and gently moved towards the Moon City with five people who had returned victoriously.

The five people were lying on the Haotian Mirror, and Xiang Nan, the weakened opponent of the setting sun, said: "Look at you, you were beaten like a dead dog."

"Are you not?" Black sickle said.

"Ha...hahahaha!" Xiang Nan suddenly laughed.

After that, the other four also laughed.

The extremely tragic battle is finally over.

After returning to Moon City, Xiang Nan and the rest of the five rested for four days and four nights.

Recovery, rest and rest.

No matter what, this celebrity has broken out.

The news of walking down the street and pulling the flag flew over the five cities like wings.

Some people add to this story subjectively, and some people put on their own emotions and try their best to describe this story more brilliantly.

But they gave up later, and they found that no matter how they processed this story, the result was not as exciting as the fact itself.

Even in the process of walking down the street and raising the flag, every look in Xiang Nan's eyes is the finishing touch and cannot be replaced.

Adding a bit more color makes it too exaggerated, and adding a bit less color makes it too hot.

It turns out that what is really worth savoring is not the story itself, but the reality.

On the morning of the fifth day, Xiang Nan finally woke up.

He stretched his sluggish waist, and his injuries have completely recovered.

Looking back on the battle five days ago, it seemed like a dream, not so real.

Even Xiang Nan himself can't remember some of the details at the time. He only knows that he is in the end, and he just wants to save Liuhua. What I did and what I thought at the time is now so vague in retrospect.