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Chapter 583 Can you fight against the Martial Saint with a bow in your hand?!(2/2)

How long has it been, it only took two years...

Two years!

At this time, for beginners, they may not be able to master a lower-level martial arts, let alone for them.

In fact, every insignificant improvement of masters at the Grandmaster level requires decades of counting!

Such progress is simply terrifying!

"Yang Yu..."

The messy hair hung on the blood-stained face. The complexity in Lin Daoren's heart was far beyond everyone present.

The first time he heard about the person in front of him was because he was suspected of being loved by his disciples, and he didn't really care about it.

Even if he did something next to him, one by one, one by one, that shocked the world in the eyes of others, he actually didn't care much about it.

For him, what about the master, what about the master?

He had already stood in front of the Martial Saint's Gate thirty years ago!

However, at this time...

Huh ~

The eagle fell to its height, and Yang Yu stretched out his hand. A wisp of true energy seemed to have life, flowing back from a distance, bringing the round bead thrown by Dao Ren Lin.

Just like the flesh of Tai Sui, the beads are intertwined with colors, and the palms are gently shaking, reflecting a large piece of brilliance and magnificent.

"Taisui Pearl..."

After taking a casual glance, Yang Yu put away the bead and looked at Dao Ren Lin, who was in a very embarrassed manner in the ruins:

"Senior, you owe me again."

Holding the book of life and death, Daoren Lin once settled in Northwest Dao City. Yang Yu’s understanding of him is more detailed than that of Qin Si, Zhao Kun, and even Taoist Zhenyan.

This Taoist, the most outstanding Taoist under the Jade Dragon Temple, was already the first person under the Martial Saint thirty years ago.

Such people are the most unpleasant to be favored by others.

If you don’t mention it yourself, your heart will be depressed, but on the contrary...

Huh ~

Daoren Lin also came to his senses. He felt extremely complicated. After hearing this, he felt much better.

"I will naturally return what I owe you."

He spit out the dirty blood-forming gas squeezed from his chest, and he slowly stood up, and his light swept across the people inside and outside the city wall and were intimidated by arrows:

"But you shouldn't have come..."

“No matter who comes, there is no difference.”

Yu Yang shook his head slightly.

Zhao Kun was able to escape all the way back to Northwest Dao City, and some of them should not be killed, but it may not be possible that others would not be able to plot against.

Yu Yang could see clearly, but he had no choice.

Not to mention that Daoren Lin and Qin Si had the grace of raising and saving lives, even if they did not, the root of this matter was still on him.

Besides, if you don’t come by yourself, the Taoist Zhenyan will definitely come.

Then, there is no difference.

After saying a word, the eagle had risen in the air again. Yang Yu put his bow in his hand, and the arrows rose again while the true energy was inducing vomiting.

His eyes swept, and he had already locked in the shadows in the city, Han Feng Mansion, who was hiding in a hiding state of air, and Fang Yulong:

"Yang Yu came a step late, but I have been waiting for a long time..."

Huh ~

As the faint sound echoed, the chill in the city seemed to be a little stronger. In the shadows, Han Feng Mansion and Fang Yulong walked out slowly.

The scorching blood rushes through the two of them, their expressions are cold, but there is no slight retreat or fear.

On the contrary, there was a faint smile of relief:

"Yang Yu, you are indeed as crazy as before..."

Boom!

Before the two of them finished speaking, the half-opened Qianlong had already roared again, and the extremely sharp arrow light suddenly fell.

"you!"

The two of them looked terrified and retreated suddenly, but in just one step, they had already stood firm and their hearts fell to the ground.

A dark yellow and thick palm suddenly arrived, and in the eyes of everyone, he grabbed the black iron arrow light that had seriously injured two great masters:
Chapter completed!
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