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Chapter 663 Three arrows determine the storm!(2/2)

Lu Qingting fell heavily to the ground, and with the speed of his movements, he could naturally avoid it without being targeted, which was affected.

It was him who protected Fang Zhenghao's body.

But after he was shocked, he was shocked to find that there was no sign of his body being affected...

‘He can still control such a fierce arrow?!’

Lu Qingting took a breath of cold air, but the temperature of the nearby battlefield increased. The light and heat brought by this arrow melted the nearby snow.

"How could it be..."

Drowsiness accompanied by blood stains slapped Dan Tai Zhengfa's face and looked at his arms that were blown away by the wind. He was stunned.

In the Tianlang Dynasty, the strong are respected. Of course, like the old demon in the Black Mountain, his uncle would not care about civilized things at all, but Nayudo could ascend to the throne of Zuo Khan, and his martial arts were also extremely powerful!

Even if it was a usurped list of mountains and rivers compiled by the Ming Dynasty, it was still very famous.

At this moment, under the escort of the three great masters, not only did the guard die and two seriously injured, but he himself even lost one arm!

"ah!"

Until this moment, the extremely angry roar rang out on the battlefield, and the shadow of Yutu could no longer be found in the smoke and dust.

This is an extremely clever way to hide the body and energy, which shows that the person was injured by this arrow.

Only his voice echoes:

"Prime Yang!"

Huh ~

As the strong wind whistled, countless eyes were staring at Yang Yu on the battlefield of fierce fighting, and at the same time he heard his voice:

"You said it right..."

After a faint sound, the Ganlong Divine Bow roared again above the city gate.

Boom!

When the bow is opened, the arrow will arrive!

Yang Yu's voice seemed to have just sounded, and somewhere on the battlefield, there was another shocking roar. Another armored soldier rubbed his body up, his aura burning, and he tried his best to block it.

However, he was still penetrated by an arrow through the weapon, the true energy, and the body was still in decline, and he bumped into Nayudu, who was shocked and angry.

"you……"

He was extremely angry, but how could he have time to speak?

He only spit out one word, and the sound of whether it was a threat or a begging for mercy was pressed back to the trachea by the violent air waves.

Then, it was penetrated by arrows, flew backwards for more than ten feet, landing heavily, and scattered large pieces of smoke and dust.
Chapter completed!
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