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Chapter 487 I am the king of the sky!(2/2)

Most of them only practice star-chasing archery throughout their lives, polishing them every day, and practicing hard every year. Although due to their talent limitations, no one is a magic archer.

But his archery skills are not inferior to others, but the scene in front of him is simply incredible!

Flying arrows?

Flying sword!

Amid the uproar, Yang Yu opened his bow again, pulled the bow full of the moon, and the arrows were out of a chain, and each person and one bow was pressed down on the entire Flying Eagle Arrow Team!

Like the king of the sky.

"This person's archery skills have reached such a point?"

Fang Yulong's face was calm, and the big knife clenched and made a "crack" sound.

But even a hundred feet apart, he couldn't even intervene, so he had to watch the arrows spread across the sky and the flying eagle fell.

The heart was filled with anger, and the feeling of chill was also felt.

With this man's archery skills, coupled with the big goshawk under his seat, which is obviously different from ordinary people, if he wants to arrest him, he is afraid that the six of them will gather together, it is impossible...

"ah!"

"ah!"

In the distant mountains and forests, Duan Qilong was shocked and suddenly looked up, and he saw the flying eagle falling like rain and blood spilling in the sky.

My eyes were involuntarily blew:

"You dare!"

Duan Qilong was furious, the red fire burned, and his magical powers were released again. He resisted Lin Daoren's palm, coughed up blood and rose up more than ten feet, and jumped onto the back of the flying eagle.

He rushed straight to the distance.

"you!"

Duan Qilong left suddenly, and Han Feng's mansion suddenly increased in pressure. His martial arts were far inferior to Daoren Lin. Even if he was seriously injured, the two of them could only match him.

This man Duan Qilong pulled away, and he couldn't help but shouted softly and called his own mountain ghost team.

Bang!

With a palm, Lin Daoren's expression changed involuntarily.

How he felt that he could not detect the identity of the person coming. For a moment, his heart was shocked and complicated.

He didn't expect that the kid would come to help suddenly, and he didn't expect that the kid's martial arts and archery skills seemed to have increased sharply again within a few months.

That arrow actually moved him a little.

"Dao Ren Lin!"

Seeing that the enemy was distracted, Han Feng's mansion took advantage of the situation and raised his hand to make a big powerful palm. The waves were three times stacked, and he was criticized and left.

"Get out!"

Dao Ren Lin opened his hair and beard and had no distraction to entangle him. He lifted up his sleeves, and the surging palm power surged out, repelling Han Feng's mansion again, and bleeding from the corners of his mouth.

But without waiting for the mountain ghost team to surround them, they were as big as a kunpeng on their toes, leaping out of the mountains and forests, chasing the carriage.

"Don't go!"

Han Feng's mansion surged upwards, but he was unwilling to let him go. He growled and walked up to catch up.

Trepidation!

The two of them were extremely fast, and the dragon left on the eagle, which was even faster.

But no matter how fast it is, it cannot compare to Yang Yu's arrow!

boom!

boom!

In the sky, muffled thunder rolled, and the sound of qi explosions and screams echoed over the entire plain. Flying eagles fell into the air, making Duan Qilong's eyes red.

Bang!

With his foot, he exerted force, and dozens or hundreds of feet away, the dragon rose up angrily, and the light flowed around him like fire, his magical powers induced him, and his true energy went wild.

It actually hit like a meteor, and it was a fierce collision!

Buzz!

At the same time, the sound of a bell echoed, as if the substance of golden light overflowed around Duanqilong's body, and under the flame, it turned into a golden bell.

Facing the flying arrows, he did not dodge or avoid, nor did he resist, but only bumped with his body, showing a horizontal training that was beyond imagination.

"Prime Yang!"

Huh!

In the bitter cold wind, Yang Yu was calm and calm. He saw the last flying eagle falling down and then put away the Four Elephant Bow.

In Duan Qilong's eyes, he took Qianlong in his hand.

Bend the bow,

Take an arrow!
Chapter completed!
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