Legend of Sword King

Cheng Qing squatted on the treetop, and after shooting one arrow, he quickly hid behind the tree trunk. Of course, the other party couldn't see him. He took out a crossbow arrow and filled it up, and heard Qin Tianyu's low roar, "You still have a helper? You're not alone? You actually dared to lie to me! "    

    

Yang Ruoxi was also stunned, she didn't understand what was going on. Of course she didn't have any helpers. After escaping from that Sumeru Stage Six wolfwalker, she hadn't run into Yang Hu or Zhou Tai. Because she was worried about Cheng Qing's safety, she had gone in the direction that he had escaped to.    

    

It was just that after a few days, he still gained nothing. He even encountered a few packs of wolves, and was also injured.    

    

At this moment, facing Qin Tianyu who had ill intentions and suddenly launched an attack, although Yang Ruoxi was not afraid, she knew that she was in dire straits. The most serious situation was that she was unable to break out of the encirclement and could only commit suicide.    

    

Who else would help her in this wilderness? How could it be such a coincidence?    

    

Yang Ruoxi was exceptionally surprised.    

    

"Don't just stand there. Capture this beauty first!" Qin Tianyu dodged to the side and concentrated on guarding against hidden arrows. However, he still allowed his men to attack.    

    

The crowd welcomed him once again.    

    

Yang Ruoxi made her move, the might of the Splitting Mountain Axe was as great as a thousand kilograms, at this moment she still had some strength left, but she didn't get immediately approached by someone.    

    

Upon hearing Qin Tianyu's shout, a cold light flashed in Cheng Qing's eyes. He suddenly turned around and squatted down, lifting up a thousand catties, aiming at the target in the blink of an eye. This time, he pulled two of the triggers, forming two rapid fire arrows. The two arrows were shot out almost at the same time.    

    

The first arrow pierced the chest of a Sumeru Stage Fourth Stage cultivator. As the arrow passed through his body, a blood-red light appeared. The immense strength directly sent his opponent flying several steps away.    

    

When the second arrow shot towards a fifth level Xumi Stage martial artist, Yang Ruoxi was also preparing to shoot it while the other person was attacking, but the moment the arrow flew over, he was able to sense it in time. However, the speed of the arrow was too fast, he was only able to dodge to the critical point of his heart, or the arrow had pierced through his right chest, causing him to fall onto the ground, his fate wasn't that much better than the previous one.    

    

In a flash, two people were killed and two others were wounded. The cultivators surrounding Yang Ruoxi immediately jumped out of the way. Fear and dread flashed in the eyes of many people. When he saw his companion's corpse, he felt a chill run down his spine.    

    

Three arrows and three arrows hit the vital points. Such an astonishing hit rate, and every arrow directly penetrated the body. With such a terrifying power, that archer or crossbow guard was either a powerful cultivation or an extremely high tier magic tool, and also had extraordinary shooting skills.    

    

How could such a person not be intimidating when he was hiding in the dark?    

    

One of the cultivators couldn't help but cry out in alarm, "Qianjun! It's the voice of a thousand kilograms! "    

    

Thousand.    

    

Hearing these two words, everyone's expression changed. A thousand kilograms was a rare and superior elemental energy crossbow. It was extremely precious. There were very few rumors circulating in the market and only the military could use it. It was extremely powerful.    

    

No wonder … So it was a thousand kilograms.    

    

Everyone felt that this was a thorny problem, and they were also extremely afraid of it. More importantly, they did not know how many people were hiding in the shadows. After one arrow, they would receive two, and after that, would there be three arrows?    

    

The cultivators felt their hearts grow cold. They couldn't help but ask themselves, if the next arrow was aimed at them, would they be able to dodge it? Would he turn into a corpse?    

    

For a moment, no one dared to attack Yang Ruoxi anymore. They didn't even dare to get close as they focused on guarding against all four sides while simultaneously bowing and retreating.    

    

Yang Ruoxi looked at the retreating people and felt an indescribably carefree feeling when she sensed their fear. She raised her mountain axe and showed a domineering expression to the crowd, "Come on, let's face it head on, why don't we go up? This old lady is here, who dares to come up? You treacherous villains still dare to covet this old lady's beauty. Now you know fear? "Too late!"    

    

Seeing Yang Ruoxi act so arrogantly, everyone hated her so much that their teeth itched, but no one dared to step forward.    

    

However, not everyone was helpless. Qin Tianyu was no ordinary person. He suddenly pointed at the forest and said, "He's over there!"