With a flick of one arm, three horses could not be defeated.
Pulling the bow with such terrifying strength, what is standing in front of him is a whole piece of green rock, which is about to penetrate and be shot to pieces.
Every innate fetus who is proficient in archery is waiting for a city-breaking crossbow that can move and leap. When an arrow is fired, not only will the body of the person hit by the arrow be killed, but even the body is rarely in full shape, and is often turned into a pulp. , fried belly and intestines.
The men in yellow who were killed one by one by Chen Heng are the best witnesses.
But at the bottom of the waterside pavilion, the boy who was clutching his stomach and screaming was looking a little pale, but he didn't seem to be in danger of his life.
"It's a defensive talisman. Congratulations, junior brother."
On the other white horse, Xu Zhi narrowed his eyes slightly, stopped at the colorful five-light pendant on the young man's waist, and said with a smile:
"If I get this thing, Junior Brother's trip to the Abyss will be a little more stable. I see that the human spirit is fluctuating and restless. I think it is not long after the realm has just been achieved. Junior Brother can just keep firing arrows to consume his fetal breath. Never do that. If you get close to him, you can behead him with at least half a cup of tea."
The young man who was holding his stomach, howling and rolling, suddenly became stiff.
He originally wanted to show weakness, so he attracted Chen Heng to step forward, and then waited for an opportunity to hit another talisman and skin it directly into a bloody corpse.
But if it really changes to firing arrows constantly from a distance.
He thought to himself that even if he was not shot to death, he would be eaten alive...
"Chen Heng, you're crazy! Your mistress Yan Zhen is already dead. How dare you provoke me?"
The young boy Gulu rolled up from the ground in a panic:
"Do you know who my father is? My father has six sworn brothers, all of whom are my good uncles. I can even come and go from Emperor Rong's court. If you dare to touch a hair on my head, you -"
The words have not yet fallen.
Another arrow shot him down in the sky.
When he got up from the ground with a livid face, in the eyes of the condescending Chen Heng, the color of the five-light pendant was no longer as bright as before.
"How many times will your fetal breath be enough to activate the talisman?"
Chen Heng's eyes were deep, but he once again pulled the six-stone bow into a full circle, exerting so much force that the arrows flew like lightning!
The sound of breaking through the sky cracked the silk and sounded like thunder.
Chen Heng fired dozens of bows in one breath. Under the crackling arrows like a heavy rain hitting banana trees, the color of the young man's five-light pendant became darker and more uncertain. Finally, with his miserable cry, it was completely extinguished. Silent.
"Buzz!"
There was no obstacle for this arrow, and it shot directly through his left shoulder. If it hadn't been for the spiritual warning of the innate fetal breath at the last moment, which made him subconsciously turn his head, there would have been a corpse on the ground!
"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"
The intense pain made the young man burst into tears and his eyes were bloodshot.
But when he was crying, another arrow exploded like a thunderbolt and penetrated his left knee.
"The next arrow will hit your right shoulder."
Chen Heng got off his horse and took off the quiver from the woman in fox fur and white cloak. He ignored her rosy face and casually tied the quiver around her waist.
"Wait, I have-"
call out!
The young man looked up to the sky and screamed in agony. He was knocked upside down by an arrow and nailed to the vermilion pillar of the waterside pavilion.
"Listen to me first-"
call out!
Another arrow.
With a wail, his right knee shattered directly, and the bloody bone stubble shot out into the pool water, creating a circle of blood-colored water ripples.
"Brother Heng, brother Heng, it's me, Wang Duanbao, woo woo woo woo."
The young man cried loudly and said: "For the sake of my deep love when I was a child, please spare my life. I'm really in pain and I don't dare to do it anymore..."
Fifty paces away.
Chen Heng's eyes showed a fierce look.
He slowly twisted an arrow, and with a heart-wrenching trembling sound, he bent the bow to guide the arrow, and slowly stretched the bowstring into a full moon. This movement was pleasing to the eye when he started it, like flowing clouds and flowing water, with a sense of cruel beauty.
At this time, Wang Duanbao was blinded by tears and was out of breath from crying. Naturally, he was unable to witness this scene that was enough to make his liver and gallbladder burst.
"My father doesn't love me at all. Last year, he took away the wife I was marrying. Brother Heng, please save my life and I will help you deal with that old bastard."
He sobbed and said, "I know there's a lot of miscellaneous things there, you--"
He opened his eyes just in time.
All that caught the eye was an arrow feather that was like flying lightning.
"..."
Wang Duanbao was speechless.
He watched helplessly as the arrow came from fifty steps away with a shrill sound of wind, penetrated through the layers of air waves, and was shot towards the center of his eyebrows.
die!
will die!
This arrow can't be stopped! Certain death!
Wang Duanbao was horrified, and an unprecedented horror filled his heart. He regretted why he had to go down the mountain as soon as he was pregnant and got into trouble with this killer.
He didn't expect that even if this man went up the mountain to face him, his shooting skills would still be the same as before, and even more powerful!
At that time, I took a quick glance and thought that this person was a woman dressed in men's clothing, so I asked the literati in the city to send him a love note. At that time, this person caught up with me in the wild on horseback overnight, and shot me with a bow. Three arrows, all aimed at the head, shot him down the cliff.
By the time Wang Duanbao climbed up after a narrow escape, Chen Heng had been taken to Xiaogan Mountain by Yan Zhen, and since then, his already bad head had become even more confused.
"I shouldn't have used the Five Lights Pendant to resist his arrows. That's right, I should have used the Six Cloudy Sky Ghost Flag."
At the moment when the arrow feathers were approaching, Wang Duanbao suddenly had a thought in his mind:
"Yes, Xiaoyu taught me before we got married that it is better to defend than to attack. I forgot..."
But by this time it was too late to repent.
Wang Duanbao watched the arrow feathers getting closer and closer to him. Life and death were stretched out at this moment. The last thought flashed through his mind:
"If I die here...will Xiaoyu still think of me when he sleeps with his father?"
…
collapse!
The arrow hit the crown where his hair was tied, shaking the entire waterside pavilion slightly and causing gray dust to fall. Wang Duanbao's body trembled and his trousers became wet.
At the gate of the mansion.
Xu Zhi also got off his horse and asked in confusion: "Junior Brother, why do you want to spare his life? Do you really want to use him as an internal agent and kill his father as well?"
"Yangshan is a treasure land with a lot of spiritual energy. It's a pity to leave it to that old man. Besides, the grudges have already been made. You can only be a thief for one day, but you can't guard against a thief for a thousand days."
Chen Heng calmly drew back his bow: "Wang Duanbao, after so many years, what is your father's current level?"
"You have just shot and killed his father's son, so it will be difficult for you to expect the remaining son to serve you." Xu Zhi shook his head: "However, his father's cultivation level should not be high, right?"
"This immortal master, this immortal master, the bearded man that Brother Heng shot before was his nephew, not his son, not his son."
Wang Duanbao, who narrowly escaped death, had his mouth trembling: "I am a son, I am a son, and he always wants to eat Xiaoyu. The relationship between his son and his nephew is not good!"
"Asking about your father's cultivation, where did Xiao Yu come from? Tell the truth quickly!" Xu Zhi glared.
"Practice the sixth level of Qi, practice the sixth level of Qi."
Chen Heng and Xu Zhi looked at each other. The latter hesitated for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth and nodded slightly.
"Thank you, senior brother." Chen Heng bowed to the ground.
"You and I...don't say thank you, but we have to say yes..."
Xu Zhi said with a bitter face: "If you really can't beat me, I will take you away with you, but you can't force me. Don't worry, senior brother, I have been practicing land magic for many years. Not to mention the fifth level of Qi, it is the seventh or eighth level. You can’t even catch up!”
While they were talking.
The sons and guards of the Chen family who had been poisoned by Wang Duanbao earlier also covered their heads, stood up with a groan, and hurried over with swords and knives.
In the living room.
Blood spilled out of the ground, and the remaining clan elders helped him to Chen Heng's side with complicated eyes.
"Heng'er..."
"uncle."
Chen Heng smiled slightly: "Also, the clan leader and other clan elders, long time no see."
"Heng'er, you..."
"Just now, I wonder what relics my father left behind during his lifetime?"
The patriarch Chen Kuang, whose arms were broken, was about to say a few words of comfort when he was interrupted by Chen Heng. When he met those dark eyes, Chen Kuang's heart skipped a beat and chills stood up all over his body. He was frightened. He almost took a few steps back.
"give it to me."
Chen Heng stretched out a hand calmly.
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…
A few days later, in a quiet room.
Chen Heng frowned and closed the yellowed page, his eyes flashing
That is an old ancient book.
There are several lines of large characters on the moth-eaten cover titled:
"Shu Hua Daojun Shenwu Speaks of the Taishi Yuan Zhenjing"
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