"Bang..." Yan Liqiang just pulled the entire bow, just like a child's toy and a tool for cotton-pinning, was pulled into two pieces by him at once, breaking from the bow handle, and completely scrapped...

"A stone bow!" Yan Liqiang murmured to himself, then shook his head. He was used to strong bows and just took the bow and started to take the bow. But if he didn't pay attention, the wooden bow handle of Shatu people had been pulled out by him.

A stone bow is too light and too light for Yan Liqiang. Even if he is a toy, it is not necessary to be a handy person. However, such a bow is the standard for most Shatu people. Although there are more than 30 people in this Shatu team, there are only two archers. This is not because there are too few archers in Shatu people, but because the bow is too expensive and not everyone can afford it. Needless to say, the horned python bow may not be able to touch it. Just say, a qualified compound battle bow, the most

The short manufacturing cycle is one year, and the long one is more than three years. The six materials for making bows have strict requirements, such as dry, horn, tendon, glue, silk, and lacquer. The craftsmanship and time requirements of bow making are more stringent. This determines that a real battle bow is absolutely valuable. The so-called skilled bow is not to say that a person has good martial arts skills, but more like a saying that shows off his wealth. There are definitely not many people who can play horses and bows. At least a family like Yan Liqiang has never touched any good bows when he was young.

Fortunately, there was another bow on the ground. Yan Liqiang then picked up the only remaining bow on the ground, looked at the bow handle of the Zhan Gong carefully, and sighed, "One stone bow is just one stone bow. As long as you can kill people within one or two hundred meters..."

He picked up the battle bow and brought the arrows from the two Shatu people's quiver together. Yan Liqiang counted, and there were nearly sixty arrows in total. Yan Liqiang took the bow and carried the quiver and slowly came to a vast area in the valley below. He found a big tree dozens of meters next to the vast area, sat cross-legged on the tree canopy, and quietly waited for the arrival of the Shatu people's pursuers.

For Yan Liqiang, if he kills one more Shatu person at this time, the Shatu person will cause less damage to the Han Empire and the northwest counties in the future, and fewer Han soldiers and civilians will die at the hands of Shatu persons. Therefore, he will never be merciless to Shatu people. Whenever he sees Shatu people, as long as he can take action, he will come with the spirit of killing them all.

What's more, these Shatu people are the raw materials for the creation of life by Yan Liqiang, so Yan Liqiang will certainly not waste it.

Sure enough, without letting Yan Liqiang wait for a long time, a noise sounded in the valley. The pursuers of Shatu people came indeed. Whenever the harlequin and bad guys were needed to appear, Shatu people would never disappoint at this time.

After a while, the Shatu people team had already entered Yan Liqiang's sight and came to the vast area full of sand and gravel in the valley. Yan Liqiang just glanced at it and saw the situation of the Shatu people team. The total number of people in the team was 124, with seven archers, led by a Shatu people with a tall and big bull and a big horse wearing a tiger skin and soft armor. The Shatu leader in the tiger skin and soft armor seemed to have some ability, because the guy was holding a huge axe with great weight in his hand, which was quite scary, and he seemed to have a cultivation level of at least a dragon and tiger warrior.

Having seen several corpses in the valley not far away, these Shatu people suddenly became excited. The Shatu people wearing tiger skin and soft armor suddenly started to scream and directed the team to rush towards the distant hillside.

At this moment, Yan Liqiang's four arrows had already shot out.

At the first moment, the four archers walking among the Shatu people suddenly fell down...

This is Yan Liqiang's habit. As long as possible, Yan Liqiang, as an archer, will always habitually kill the other party's archer and then slowly clean up the remaining people.

Yan Liqiang's speed was too fast. The four archers had just fallen to the ground, and the Shatu people team had not yet reacted. Yan Liqiang's bowstring sounded again, and four more arrows shot out. The remaining three archers were bleeding from their necks at the same time. Another arrow flew towards the Shatu people leader wearing tiger skin soft armor...

The Shatu leader's reaction was indeed timely. When he saw the arrow shooting, the man waved his axe and slashed the arrow shot out by Yan Liqiang at once. Then he pointed to the tree crown where Yan Liqiang was and screamed. In the blink of an eye, only 116 Shatu pursuers were left, all rushed towards the place where Yan Liqiang was.

Yan Liqiang sighed. In addition to shooting not far, the speed and power of the arrows shot were also far inferior. This was the first time that the arrow he shot was cut off by an axe. This was simply an insult and mockery of an archer. If he had changed to a strong bow of twenty stones, Yan Liqiang would not believe that the person could block his arrow with an axe. At this distance, the initial velocity of the arrow reached the maximum, which would definitely be solved with one arrow.

One advantage of Shatu warriors is that they are brave and fearless, but these Shatu people never thought about what kind of monster they were facing.

Yan Liqiang's rate of fire was as stable as a machine. He stood in the tree crown and shot twice in a second, each time he shot four arrows, and arrows chased the soul. This terrifying firepower output had already shot all the arrows in the quiver bell beside him in just seven seconds, turning into wooden poles growing on the vital points of Shatu people's body.

When the Shatu people rushed over, they didn't pay attention. They only heard arrows blowing in their ears with the wind. When they rushed to the tree where Yan Liqiang was, all the Shatu people discovered that the people who were following him had fallen half of the time within a short distance of 100 meters. The originally dense team was already half loose in the blink of an eye...

A trace of unspeakable fear rose from the hearts of all Shatu people, but before they could recall it, Yan Liqiang, who had transformed into the god of death, had already jumped down from the tree.

The leader of Shatu, wearing tiger skin and soft armor, roared angrily. When he saw Yan Liqiang jumping, he didn't think about it. He took the axe weighing seventy or eighty kilograms in his hand and slashed Yan Liqiang with an axe.

"In addition to Brother Monkey, I'm most disgraceful that there are people wearing tiger skins on them. How dare they insult my idol? Go to die..." Yan Liqiang, who also screamed, made a move of the tiger in Bajiquan and climbed the mountain and directly hit the surface of the giant axe. Then the giant axe was dozens of times stronger than the man's chopping, and smashed it back...

Because Yan Liqiang's power was too great, crack, the wrist of the Sha Tu leader wearing tiger skin broke and the white bones were exposed from the break. However, before the man could scream, the giant axe that blasted back had hit him, and instantly knocked his chest to a large area. The whole person, with the axe, was blown twenty meters away by Yan Liqiang, and instantly burping...

In the subsequent process, facing a group of scumbags, for Yan Liqiang, safety is a one-sided massacre.

When more than one hundred Shatu soldiers were left in the end, one of the more than one hundred Shatu soldiers who were originally brave, screamed in fear, dropped the weapons in his hand and ran towards the way he came. When the other Shatu soldiers saw it, they followed suit and ran away together.

Under Yan Liqiang's men, they naturally couldn't escape. Yan Liqiang chased after him, several feet and punching each other. Under Yan Liqiang's fist, they all shattered like clay pots under an iron hammer.

However, among the escaped Shatu soldiers, there was also a slightly "smart" guy who chose a different escape direction than others. When Yan Liqiang dealt with the other escaped Shatu soldiers, the man had already run seventy or eighty meters away.

Seeing a Shatu man who was killed by himself on the ground, Yan Liqiang kicked the sword hilt on the sword. The sword flew over with a whoosh, passing through the space of seventy or eighty meters, and suddenly passed through the chest of the escaped Shatu soldier.

The world is quiet!

The entire battle was completely completed within two minutes...

Salina, who witnessed the entire battle in the rocks halfway up the mountain in the distance, was completely stunned by the flowing battle.

Just when Yan Li felt strongly that the battle had just finished, Shalina suddenly felt a pain in her legs. When she lowered her head, she saw that a gray-brown snake had crawled over her. She was spitting out a snake letter and looking at her with cold eyes...

When the second bite of the snake was about to bite, the dagger in Salina's hand had cut off the snake's neck. Then, Salina felt a dizzy sound in front of her eyes, and she suddenly fainted on the ground...
Chapter completed!