Fighter of the Destiny

That black shadow can be said to be a mountain range, or it can be said to be a demon's arm.

At the very front of the mountain range, in the sky above Chen Changsheng and Xu Yourong, there are five peaks that look like five fingers.

The sword rain from the sky fell on the mountain peak, the smoke and dust were thick, and the sound of cracking kept ringing.

The mountain's descent became slower and slower until it finally stopped.

During the whole process, Xu Yourong didn't even look at the night sky, and didn't seem to care. Of course, this could also be understood as trust in Chen Changsheng.

She thrust her sword into the grass beside her.

There was a soft hiss, and green smoke rose from the grass, but it was not burnt. The figure became more upright and full of vitality.

She took off a long bow made of paulownia wood from behind.

Paulownia is used as a bow, and this is the Paulownia bow on the Hundred Weapons List.

Only Nan Ke, Chen Changsheng, Qiu Shanjun, and Gou Hanshi knew that Xu Yourong's strongest method was not swordsmanship.

Chen Changsheng found Zhaijian from Zhou Garden and returned it to Saintess Peak.

The Great Light Sword was only mastered after she got the Zhaijian.

Tong Gong, on the other hand, has been carried behind her since she was a child.

Normally, no one could see this long bow.

Only there when she needs him.

Such as this time.

Xu Yourong took out an arrow and placed it on the string.

This is Wujian.

She looked calm and raised her bow.

The movements are very steady and smooth, with the feeling of flowing clouds and flowing water, and it is like the superposition of more than ten pictures, which is extremely clear.

The bow string is pulled, gradually becoming like the moon worshiped by the northern demons.

Her eyelashes were unblinking.

Wind blows.

The white sacrificial clothes are light and airy.

The black hair also floated up, parallel to the arrow.

The delicate fingers left the string.

The tung bow made music.

It is said that Paulownia is the best material for piano, no wonder it sounds so beautiful.

The sound of strings echoed in the grassland.

The arrow comes before the sound.

Miles away.

A bloody hole appeared between the eyebrows of a demon cavalry.

The blood hole was very round and the edges were so smooth that it even made people want to use the word delicate to describe it.

Then, Xu Yourong drew his bow a second time, a third time, a fourth time...

Her movements are always so stable, with a simple and clear beauty.

In a very short time the quiver was empty.

Thirty arrows left the string of the tung bow and flew into the night, heading straight for the wolf cavalry several miles away.

The muffled sound kept ringing.

Blood flowers kept exploding.

The demon cavalry kept falling.

The cries of fear are endless.

The wolf riders scattered and fled.

Thirty arrows can only bring about thirty deaths at most.

Logically speaking, spreading out the formation is the best choice.

Xu Yourong raised the tung bow again, although there was no arrow left.

This time, it took her significantly longer than before.

Finally, she let go of the bowstring.

The string was stained with a little blood, and when it met the night wind and rubbed against it, it began to burn, creating a golden flame.

Those arrows that penetrated the demon cavalry’s skulls.

Those arrows that penetrated the body of the bloodthirsty wolf.

Those arrows that brought death and then disappeared into the night... suddenly came back.

Thirty arrows trailed the tail of fire, chasing the wolf riders scattered on the grassland, like burning firebirds or bright shooting stars.

Many years ago in Zhouyuan, at the end of Muyu Valley, Nanke experienced a similar attack.

After that night, it was the first time Xu Yourong used this method.

How can those wolf riders be avoided?

Puff puff puff puff.

The sound of arrows penetrating hard things kept ringing out on the grassland.

The arrows with fire tails chased the wolf riders and drove away the night. Wherever they went, there was death.

I don't know how long it took, but those sounds finally stopped.

The grassland under the night regained its tranquility.

But it would be better to say dead silence.

Because this grassland has become a cemetery.

There were dead bodies everywhere for miles around.

Whether it was the demon cavalry or the bloodthirsty giant wolf, no one was spared.

The grassland reflects the starlight and feels a little wet.

It's not an empty mountain, but it looks like a new rain.

That's not drizzle, it's blood.

Xu Yourong inserted the tung bow into the ground.

The tung bow is very long and stands taller than her body. It really looks like a harp.

In fact, it is not a piano, but a tree.

In an instant, countless branches sprouted from the tung bow, producing countless green leaves that swayed gently in the night wind.

The fresh breath fell on her and Chen Changsheng's bodies like a waterfall, as well as on Tushi's body.

The squid was peeking at her, startled, and then felt that the injury was getting better at an unimaginable speed.

The green branches continued to grow and soon became a big tree.

This is a plane tree.

There is the Tong Palace Formation in this sycamore tree.

She pulled out her sword, walked to Chen Changsheng, and looked at the mountain in the night sky.

Wutong can last for eighty breaths. Think about what else you can do.

Her temples were slightly wet, her expression was a little tired, but her eyes were still so calm, as if she had never done anything.

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Suddenly a lonely sycamore tree appeared on the dark grassland.

The branches stretched out in thousands of swords, blocking the mountain in the night sky.

The combination of the tung bow and the phoenix arrow is the phoenix tree. The former saint of Nanxi Zhai used unimaginable wisdom and ability to incorporate the Tonggong formation into the bow and arrow, which increased its power. Only such artifacts can withstand the attacks of legendary figures like Yanzhi Shanren.

Of course, even this sycamore tree cannot sustain itself forever.

Countless thunders sounded on the grassland.

It was the sound of heavy mountains moving the ground, and the sound of rocks and soil squeezing against each other.

Yanzhishan people came towards them.

His speed is very slow, but there are no loopholes. It is like a moving mountain, giving people an unimaginable sense of oppression.

There is also a mountain in the night sky, exuding an ancient and vicissitudes of atmosphere, extremely heavy and heart-stopping.

The sycamore tree rustled, hundreds of green leaves fell, and the trunk gradually bent, making a creaking sound, as if it might break at any time.

Thousands of swords kept slashing towards the mountain peak. Stone chips fell from time to time, and then turned into blue light and disappeared in mid-air.

Chen Changsheng's eyelashes kept trembling and he looked down at the ground, not knowing what he was thinking.

Xu Yourong asked him to think of a way. If he couldn't think of a way, they might have to take a risk.

Chen Changsheng's temperament doesn't like taking risks, but he is always staring at the ground at this time. What solution can he come up with?

He can never see a flower on the ground.

In fact, Chen Changsheng was really looking at flowers.

Xiao Zhang was lying on the ground, unconscious.

The white paper on his face was fluttering in the night wind, and the blood spots on it kept changing, looking like wintersweet in the wind.

There are two holes left on the white paper, which are the positions of the eyes, and the nose and mouth are drawn with a pen.

This is where the famous name of Hua Jia Xiao Zhang comes from.

Why did Xiao Zhang cover his face with a piece of white paper? This is a question that everyone is curious about.

Some people said he had a birthmark on his face, which was extremely ugly.

Some people say that he was very beautiful. When he was young, he was often mistaken for a woman, and he often encountered some unusual troubles, so he covered his face.

The most famous and widely recognized theory is that in order to surpass Wang Po, Xiao Zhang forcibly practiced some evil method. As a result, he went crazy and was seriously injured, especially his face was almost disfigured, so he covered it with white paper. It is said that old man Tianji once asked him why he didn't use a mask or a hat. Xiao Zhang said that he covered his face with white paper, just because he didn't want to scare the children, and it wasn't because he was ashamed to see others, so why did he use a mask? As for the hat, it was even more disturbing. feel oppressed.

According to Chen Changsheng's understanding of Xiao Zhang, the conversation between Old Man Tianji and Xiao Zhang in this story should be fake. It is said that it was just a casual conversation, so this statement itself may not be true. Xiao Zhang's face There were no horrific wounds on his body.

So what is under the white paper?

Many people want to take off this white paper and take a look, but few people dare to do so, and those people are already dead.

At this time, Xiao Zhang was unconscious. It can be said that this is the best opportunity to see his true appearance.

This was indeed a great temptation, and Chen Changsheng seemed unable to bear it. He reached out and prepared to peel off the white paper.

It's just that at this moment, the powerful enemy of the demon clan is in front of him, the pressure is like a mountain, and the situation is so dangerous, why is he still in the mood to think about this?

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(I don’t know anything about bows and arrows, but I like them very much because I think they are beautiful, so I have Yan Xiaoyi in Qing Yu Nian, and Shi Gongzi plays with snipers in Jiangu, not to mention Jiang Ye. Ning Que’s iron bow is mine. The most serious weapon I have ever written about in my life. When it comes to the book of the Chosen Heaven, my favorite is Xu Yourong’s bow and arrow. Although it is rarely used, I get excited when I write about it. When I first wrote about her battle with Nanke, I told everyone I said that Yourong is my Platycodon, I love her, thank you. In the last chapter, I corrected some typos and changed some sentences. Regarding the difference between wintersweet and plum blossom, a reader reminded me, I really don’t understand, anyway, this is In another world, let me paint the colors, hehe.)