Looking at the Qiankun Bow under his feet, Yang Fanhai was stunned. The turning point of this matter seemed to be a dream. The Qiankun Bow that a group of people could not grab was actually landed at his feet, like a weed on the roadside.

Not only him, but the others were also stunned. Even the monsters were confused by the sudden impact of energy, or because of the sudden change, they were still standing still.

It took a while before someone shouted: "Holy...Holy, take the holy thing."

Gongsun Xuanyuan also shouted: "Yang Fanhai, take the holy relics and leave first."

This loud shout made Yang Fanhai suddenly come to his senses and hurriedly reached out, but it was not the Qiankun Bow, but the bronze mount. The Qiankun Bow was for Youshan Chong, and the bronze mount was his own. At worst, when the Dongyi tribe asked for it, he said he had lost it and made one for him.

This action immediately touched the energy of the battlefield. As soon as the bronze seat was pulled into the chest, there was a gully when he heard a long hiss, and a monster in the Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm rushed towards him.

"Go away!" Gongsun Xuanyuan shouted loudly, rushed over with a long sword in his hand, blocking the monster. But other monsters also took action, either killing Yang Fanhai or killing others.

Let's go... maybe the best choice, but the moment Yang Fanhai got the Qiankun Bow, he suddenly felt an indescribable courage.

This is the weapon of the brave man who shot the so-called sun for ten thousand years, or the brother who lived and died with him.

Ten thousand years ago, the era when the Eastern Emperor Taiyi suppressed all directions, making the strong men from all directions afraid and dared not compete with them. Ten golden crows left the heavenly court and poisoned all directions.

Under the nine heavens, flames spread, people were living in poverty, all beings were robbed, and living beings were devastated. Countless people could defeat ten golden crows, but no one dared to take action, just because behind these ten golden crows was the Donghuang Taiyi, who was the strong man in the world who dared not look up.

Amid the howlings of the creatures in all directions, the strong man named Houyi pulled open the big bow in his hand, shot down nine golden crows, and resolved the catastrophe.

At that moment, he was the bravest person in the world. Only he dared to shoot and kill Donghuang Taiyi's ten nephews without regard for the consequences and resolve the disasters in the world.

That was a man who dared to face Donghuang Taiyi. He learned his archery skills and got his weapons. Why did he still escape these monsters?

An inexplicable courage spread in his heart. Yang Fanhai shouted loudly, stepped forward with his lunge, pulled open the Qiankun Bow in his hand with both hands.

"Buzz!"

The pulled bow string made a slight trembling sound, as if waiting for this long-lost moment, extremely excited. The infinite mysterious light came out from the Qiankun bow and shone in all directions. The black and dark and heavy, but it was dazzling.

"How...how is it possible!"

A Dongyi tribe in the Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm exclaimed, pointed at Yang Fanhai and shouted incredibly: "He... how could he refine this bow!"

The Qiankun Bow is a holy object of the Dongyi tribe, and is a legendary treasure. It has shot down nine golden crows that symbolize the sun, and has indescribable power.

After getting this bow, Emperor Haotian could not refine, use it completely, or even collect it. He could only carry it on his back. Although it could be pulled open, its power was only similar to ordinary magic weapons.

When he wanted to set order for the world and gather forces from all sides, the first response was the Dongyi tribe. After he entered the Nine-level Heaven and became the lord of the Heavenly Court, the Qiankun Bow was given to the Dongyi tribe as a thank you for your support back then.

After so many years, the Dongyi tribe not only regards the Qiankun Bow as a holy object, but also thought about using this bow to do something for the race. Unfortunately, like Emperor Haotian, no one can refine this treasure. No matter who is in his hand, it is the same, and he can only shoot arrows with the same power as ordinary bows and arrows.

It is so difficult to use and even unable to collect. With the orders of Emperor Haotian, no strong man has coveted this treasure for so many years. Anyway, it is useless to take it.

For today's Dongyi tribe, the Qiankun Bow is more of a symbolic meaning. Houyi's shooting of the sun made them, who love shooting techniques, inexplicably admire this bow, and they are all proud of using this bow.

Now, this bow that no one could refine before actually emitted such a light, which was just refined by Yang Fanhai.

The refining process was faster than others imagined, but it was completed in a short time. Yang Fanhai pulled the Qiankun Bow, condensed the arrow of true qi, released the bowstring with his right hand, and a beam of light rushed out directly.

The flowing light did not trigger too much energy from heaven and earth, but emitted a dazzling light, like the sun, cutting through the sky and directly hitting the chest of a monster.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, blood and flesh flew across the monster, and the flesh and blood of the monster's chest was blurred, and white bones could be seen. This attack surprised everyone. Even though it did not kill the monster, it seriously injured it.

A cultivator with the power of Xuanxian could actually shoot a monster in the Taiyi Jinxian realm with one arrow. This attack was enough to make him famous all over the world.

It is naturally impossible to do it with Yang Fanhai's strength alone, but he had the power of subduing demons in his chest, and he was holding a treasure in his hand, which was terrible. If he hadn't been familiar with the magical power in his hand, it would be impossible to shoot this monster.

But even so, this arrow still made everyone remember him.

An arrow shot out, Yang Fanhai did not stop, pulled the bow again, calmed down, and the bowstrings were loosened, and nine arrow lights rushed into the sky, condensed into a little bit of light, like nine stars, emitting bright light.

Goodbye, the infinite arrow light fell from the sky, pouring rain, densely packed. It was like the purification power of the nine heavenly stars, covering the broken altar in an instant.

"Nine Stars Continuous Pearl Arrow Technique!"

The Taiyi Jinxian Dongyi tribe exclaimed, his face full of disbelief.

The Dongyi tribe was originally a race that had no connection with Houyi. It was only because of Houyi's feat of shooting the sun that he began to worship the warriors of this witch clan and respect them as gods.

A person who is regarded as a god is naturally well aware of his fairness and deeds, not only his own actions, but also his archery magical powers.

The Nine-Star Pearl Arrow Technique is Houyi's peerless archery technique in the past, and everyone admires it. Unfortunately, Houyi has no disciples. When he disappeared, the archery magic power became a terrifying sound and no one has ever used it.

Now Yang Fanhai holds the Qiankun Bow and shoots the archery technique of the Sun-shooting Warrior ten thousand years ago. This refining Qiankun Bow shocks him even more.

The archery technique that should have been lost is now used in the hands of the man who has refined the Qiankun Bow. What does this mean? For a moment, all the people of the Dongyi tribe had inexplicable thoughts.

Yang Fanhai naturally didn't know what the Dongyi people were thinking. He saw another monster ready to attack Gongsun Xuanyuan, and immediately pulled the treasure bow in his hand.

The energy condensed into an arrow, and the flowing light flew, transformed into three sharp arrows and rushed around the monster, and three into one, hitting it directly.

"Ao!"

The monster screamed in pain, broken flesh and blood, and its body was wrapped in strange energy, and it was difficult to move for a moment. Such an opportunity, Gongsun Xuanyuan would not let go. He slashed it with one sword and directly smashed the monster's head.

Yang Fanhai did not stop, but opened his bow and condensed the arrow, and shot another arrow. This time he used the Star-Watching Moon Arrow Technique, with one arrow light chasing the other arrow light. The first way to break the defense and the second way to attack targets with thick skin.

This archery method seems to be only two arrow lights, but it should be the archery method Houyi found on the road to simplification of the complexity. Among the many archery methods taught by the drunkard, it is only slightly less difficult than the Tianyao arrow technique.

Although Yang Fanhai is already familiar with the method of casting this archery technique, the chance of successful casting is only 30%. At this moment, I don’t know if it is because the Qiankun bow is in hand or the blessing is in the heart, and the bow is opened and the string is used successfully.

Two arrows flew, just like a half-moon scimitar, just like a comet transiting the sun.

A monster was entangled by Gongsun Xuanyuan, facing his back to Yang Fanhai, and his speed was fast and he could not dodge as much as he was directly hit.

"Ao!"

Another scream of pain, a huge hole was shot out from behind the monster, which showed the internal organs. Gongsun Xuanyuan hurriedly drew his sword, slashed his head and killed it with one sword.

Although the two of them had never really fought together, they had a very tacit understanding of the attack at this moment. In just a moment, they had already killed several monsters.

Although it consumed a lot of money to use the treasure continuously, Yang Fanhai did not stop and wanted to take action again.

Suddenly, I saw a dark shadow in front of me, and a black shadow rushed to me. After a closer look, I saw that I was tall and had two horns on my head. Who would it be if it weren't Youshan Cuckoo?

"Brother You..."

Yang Fanhai shouted softly, but as soon as he finished speaking, he saw You Shanzhu slapped him with a palm. He couldn't react for a moment and was directly hit.

The seemingly ferocious punch was unexpectedly weak. Yang Fanhai was puzzled and heard You Shanchuang whispering and saying, "Brother Mu Yi, you have to resist. You are so easily caught by me, they will definitely doubt it."

"ah!"

Yang Fanhai reacted and rushed towards the sky to force Youshan Cymbi back, using the Qiankun Bow in his hand as a weapon, and repeatedly waved it.

Although he tried his best, he did not use weapons or use too many magical powers. With the strength of Youshan Cuck, he could easily defeat him. However, after doing enough acting, Youshan Cuck still pretended to go through dozens of moves before he took Yang Fanhai.

"Hurry, go and help, go and save that man!"

The Taiyi Jinxian of the Dongyi clan was fighting with the monsters and could not make any moves. He hurriedly shouted loudly, asking the soldiers of the Dongyi clan around to help.

Although the group of monsters ahead was under great pressure, it was related to sacred objects and could not be missed. Immediately, a large number of Dongyi clan archers pointed at the direction of Youshan insects.

They don’t care about these first-class sharpshooters, not to mention Yang Fanhai’s life and death, even if they are really hostages, they are sure that they will never miss the shooting.

Youshan Zombie is very brave and does not panic. He just smiled coldly and suddenly took out a piece of topaz and crushed it in his hand.

For a moment, a loud "bang" sound suddenly appeared in the open space ahead, and a large group of figures rushed out.
Chapter completed!