Chapter two hundred and thirteenth true face
No matter how many people you pay, once you lose your spirit and courage, you will be a group of mobs who are destined to be harvested!
At this time, Yan Liqiang felt that he was not chasing people, but chasing a group of rabbits.
The Black Wind Thieves, who were so cruel and ruthless in the northwest states, became a group of weak chickens in front of Yan Liqiang.
He rode on the Rhino Dragon Horse, just like hunting. Every time he set his bow and arrows off the string, he could shoot a black wind thief running in front of him from the horse and fall heavily to the ground. When every black wind thief was shot from the horse, the other black wind thieves became even more frightened, like a dog that was stranded, in front of Yan Liqiang, he didn't even have the courage to look back.
Every scream from behind, every sharp sound of breaking through the air, and every trembling of the bowstring made their bodies tremble involuntarily, becoming their lingering nightmare.
The Black Wind Thieves who were in the Third Heaven of the Bow Dao have never seen these Black Wind Thieves. In fact, the leader who was killed by Yan Liqiang's first arrow was the cultivation level of the Third Heaven of the Bow Dao. Because of this, that person was entrusted with an important task and brought two hundred Black Wind Thieves here to plug the loopholes they set up in the Wolf Tooth Valley.
However, although their leader had the cultivation level of the third level of the bow, he could not use such a strong bow. The man used only two stones of the bow, and he could compare his accurate head with Yan Liqiang at a close distance. However, when the distance was farther away, the man had not even touched Yan Liqiang's hair, and it became Yan Liqiang's first sacrifice today.
With a strong bow and a perfect shot, such a person can become a nightmare for all warriors on the battlefield.
What made those Black Wind Thieves even more frightened was that they had ordinary nightmares. They still woke up. The nightmare they encountered today had no intention of waking them from the beginning. This nightmare has become their deepest nightmare. Because Yan Liqiang started the battle and used a strong bow that could kill people thousands of meters away, he could tirelessly draw the bow and shoot arrows. After shooting a pot of arrows, he came up with another pot of arrows. Just like using such a strong bow without any effort, such people have surpassed these Black Wind Thieves.
They have never even heard of it. Under normal circumstances, people who use strong bows of more than five stones can be excused ten times in a short period of time. Those who can shoot more than one pot of arrows are already superhumans. From the beginning to now, the arrows shot from Yan Liqiang's hands have exceeded three pots. Almost half of their companions of two hundred people died at the hands of the same person. Such people are no longer humans, but devils, devils who specialize in devouring their lives and flesh on the battlefield.
"Sa Gedan..."
The frightened black wind thieves finally couldn't help but scream like this when the wolf ran away and the mouse ran away.
"Uh..." The first Black Wind Thief who screamed was just screaming, and a sharp arrow pierced the throat and fell backwards. Although the Black Wind Thief's body had fallen to the ground, one foot was still hanging on the stirrups and was dragged by the Rhino Dragon Horse and ran wildly on the ground. In the blink of an eye, half of his body was rubbed on the ground and bloody, leaving a dark red mark on the ground.
This made the remaining Black Wind Thieves even more frightened. The collective escape finally turned into a complete collapse. One by one, the Black Wind Thieves began to gallop towards all places where they could escape, and they never had the courage to turn back.
What these Black Wind Thieves didn't know was that their final dispersion left them with a way out.
Yan Liqiang was originally planning to chase after him and directly killed the black wind thieves, but what Yan Liqiang didn't expect was that the disintegration of these black wind thieves at this time suddenly made him unable to stop all the black wind thieves. Although the battle bow in his hand was powerful, he did not have the clone skills. He could only stare at the black wind thief with the largest number of people and chased them.
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In just ten minutes, when Yan Liqiang's bowstring trembled again, a bloody flower finally broke out on the back of the last black figure on the hillside two hundred meters away in front of him. The figure fell to the ground all of a sudden, and Yan Liqiang's eyes finally became clean.
"Xilulu..." Wuyun Gaixue screamed, and her body rushing forward stood up suddenly, and then she smashed her front hooves heavily on the ground with a loud bang and stopped.
Yan Liqiang looked back and saw that Sun Bingchen and his group had been left behind by him, and there were still a few black dots running for life in the surrounding wilderness, but the distance between those black dots and him was already a little far away.
"Liqiang..." Liang Yijie, who was also covered in blood, ran over with his horse and looked at Yan Liqiang with a complicated look that Yan Liqiang had never seen before, especially staying on the horned python bow on Yan Liqiang's hand for a moment, "Sir, we'll go back first..."
"Okay!" Yan Li emphasized and turned his horse's head and rushed towards the place where Sun Bingchen was.
Just now, I saw Yan Liqiang chasing the Black Wind Thieves alone, and Liang Yijie followed him. But along the way, the horned python bow that really made the Black Wind Thieves lose their souls was the horned python bow in Yan Liqiang's hand. Although Liang Yijie was very skilled in martial arts, he was far away from the Black Wind Thieves, and no matter how high his martial arts were, it would be useless.
Liang Yijie did not ask Yan Liqiang what was going on with his bow cultivation. Yan Liqiang did not say that both sides rode the rhino dragon horse and ran back one after another.
But when he saw the body of a Black Wind Thieves, Yan Liqiang called Liang Yijie, "Brother Liang, wait a moment..."
Liang Yijie also stopped the horse. Yan Liqiang rode the horse and used a horned python bow to lift the black wind thief who covered his face. Under the face, the face of a pale and twisted Shatu man suddenly appeared in Yan Liqiang's eyes.
"Shatu people..." Liang Yijie also exclaimed slightly.
From the battle between the two sides to the present, these black wind thieves have all covered their faces and said nothing. Although Liang Yijie killed more than one black wind thief in the battle just now, he did not expect that these black wind thieves were actually Shatu people.
"It turns out to be so..." Yan Liqiang let out a sigh. When he heard these black wind thieves shouting the words "Sa Ge Dan...", he felt strange because "Sa Ge Dan..." in the language of Shatu people, it meant the devil. I didn't expect that these black wind thieves were really Shatu people.
Chapter completed!