A good archer will not easily draw a bow.

Liu Changfeng is undoubtedly a good archer. He has never shot another arrow except for the arrow in Mulin Mansion.

But the arrows that you don't shoot are even more dangerous.

While chasing and fleeing, Yang Yu always had to keep three points behind him and could not run with all his might. Therefore, no matter how exquisite Zhouyou Liuxu was, the distance between the two was still constantly approaching.

“Can’t get rid of it…”

After several changes of direction, he still couldn't get rid of the crisis like a ray of light on his back. Yang Yu thought to himself, and he took a little while as he rose with the wind, he bent his bow and arrow.

call!

At this moment, Yang Yu's spirit rose to the extreme, and all the five senses that Superman had first-class were induced, and the surging internal energy made his seven orifices swell.

collapse!

Almost the moment when Liu Changfeng was alert, a broken arrow was whistling with a thunderous explosion.

"Dare to play with bows in front of me?"

As the arrow approached, Liu Changfeng grinned in his heart, showing his superb martial arts and archery skills.

Yang Yu's eyes narrowed, and he saw the old guy suddenly poking out his arm while he was traveling fast.

Bang!

The sound of gold and iron exploded, which was the sound of arrows piercing through the wind, and the sound of violent friction, making people feel sour.

Then, the ape's arm collapsed, pressed the violently shaking tail of the arrow, and suddenly turned over. The powerful force on the arrow had disappeared, and it landed on the Four Symbol Bow that was pulled into a semicircle!

I will borrow an arrow and kill you!

Bang!

Thunderbolt exploded, arrows are like meteors!

The bow string that Yang Yu released had not yet shaken, and the arrow carrying a strong crisis was approaching!

"good!"

Seeing this scene, even Yang Yu had to move.

Since he learned the Four Symbol Arrow, this is the first time he has seen his arrow be counterattacked. When his face tightens, a great fighting spirit arises in his heart.

Bang!

The sound wave exploded, not the arrows fired again, but the fact that Yang Yu threw his arm out as a whip with the help of his rotation!

"Um?!"

When an arrow shot out, Liu Changfeng's eyelids also jumped:

"This little beast..."

He had a strong eye, and even in the midst of the rush, he could see clearly.

The power displayed by Yang Yu's arm swing was simply amazing. Wherever his fingers passed, there were substantial ripples in the air.

Balls of white bubbles exploded around his arms, making a thunderous sound like a dragon roar.

Bang!

A low explosion flashed by.

Yang Yu turned around in the wind, just like Liu Changfeng, pressed the arrow that could penetrate the city wall, letting his muscles and bones break out, and pressed it on the wooden bow!

"Good trick, then just have fun!"

Yang Yu leaned back without touching the ground, but he still let out a long roar and a thunderous arrow hit Liu Changfeng again!

"Such archery, so physical..."

Seeing this scene, Liu Changfeng was completely moved.

His arrow was certainly a casual shot.

But who is he?

The head of the Liu family in Qingzhou was the captain of the Fangji halberd in the army. Even in the Qingzhou army, there were not many people who could compete with him in the arrows. But he was still not yet in the fourth level.

With his current internal energy and strength, he asked himself that even those people in the Qingzhou army with other names could no longer be compared with him.

However, this country boy, who was less than one-third of his age, actually took his arrow, even if it was just a random arrow.

But he took it!

"A geek genius like this..."

Under the sharp arrow, Liu Changfeng actually closed his eyes slowly.

He was obsessed with arrows all his life, and he spent his whole life pursuing the four symbols of heaven's will and the ultimate archery technique. His love for archery even overwhelmed the murderous intent in his heart at this moment.

Kill such an arrow genius with his own hands...

collapse!

A violent trembling sound.

The arrow with a violent friction smell stopped three feet in front of Liu Changfeng's eyebrows. The strong wind stormed and the arrows were bent.

But he still moves forward inch by inch.

"call!"

When he opened his eyes again, the red light in Liu Changfeng's eyes had dissipated.

Under his gaze, the black iron arrow completely cracked. He reached out and held the hot little arrow. Liu Changfeng sighed in a barely manner, not without regret:

"Why isn't my son?"

At this time, the sunset is coming to an end and the night is approaching.

On the wasteland outside Mulin Mansion, two great archers started an amazing showdown between pursuit and fleeing.

...

...

The waves surging on the river.

Although it has not been thawed for a while, there are already many cargo ships on the river, not only cargo ships and ships, but also literati and poets who watch the trend.

Of course, more fishermen who rely on water for their living.

"Looking at the sunset on the river, it has a unique flavor."

On the deck of a three-story building ship, there are people looking at the sunset from afar.

Looking from this from afar, I saw that the end of the river was covered with blood red, and the river water was continuous, as if bordering the clouds, which was very magnificent and beautiful.

The speaker is wearing a long essay gown and tied his hair behind him, but half scattered in front of him. He looks handsome but has no feminine spirit, because behind him is a long sword that is tall.

"Brother Lin seems to be in a good mood, but after fighting with Nanling Sword Sect 'Zhao Wusheng' a few days ago, I realized something again?"

There were a lot of people on the deck.

But most of them are servants and servants, and there are not many people standing straight, and the man in blue who is smiling and paced is considered one.

"Although Zhao Wusheng's attainment in the Beidou Xuantian Sword is far inferior to his master Wang Jianhao, it can be regarded as extremely exquisite. If you get nothing in a fight, wouldn't it make me Lin Feng too stupid?"

The man in white who claimed to be Lin Feng smiled faintly, came to his senses, and looked at the man in blue with long eyes:

"Brother Yu, when will Lin see your Bai Longxuan's 'White Dragon Palm Power'?"

"Yu is not good at learning skills, how dare he show off in front of experts? Losing to Brother Lin is nothing, but losing the sect's face is still unreasonable."

The man in blue waved his hand, declined Lin Feng's invitation, and said:

"Brother Lin is going out this time, but I have to challenge 'Young Master Lin'?"

call!

The deck, which was still a little noise, suddenly became quiet, and only the sound of waves remained.

Lin is a big surname in Qingzhou.

There are countless people with the surname Lin, but there is only one person in "Mr. Lin".

That is Lin Bai, who is ranked among the "Fourth Prince of Qingzhou".

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Lin Feng was silent, his smile on his face was restrained:

"Some words, nonsense, will kill people."

"Yu's words were wrong."

Yu Changjing didn't argue, but walked to the table and raised his wine glass:

"Punish yourself three cups, self-punishment three cups."

He smiled and apologized, but he was also laughing in his heart, but he sneered.
To be continued...