puff!
Harvey opened his mouth, and blood spurted out. The horn arrow had pierced his heart. His body fell to the ground, twitching on the ground, with more air coming out and less air coming in. He was about to die.
Nietzsche felt cold all over. A baron ambushed two viscounts and actually killed one of them with one arrow. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes and the arrow belonged to him, he would never have believed that such a thing could happen. .
"Could it be that this guy is actually a descendant of Dao Tian? Otherwise, how could he have such incredible abilities?" Numerous thoughts flashed through Nietzsche's mind.
Except for those superior races who are blessed with perfect genes that are difficult for ordinary creatures to achieve, Nietzsche really can't think of any other creatures that can achieve this level of success.
Han Sen didn't think too much and reached out to pull out the horned arrow from Harvey's chest. Blood spurted out from Harvey's mouth even more, but the vitality in his body also dissipated faster.
Putting the horn arrow on the golden feather bow again, Han Sen slowly pulled the bow string towards Nietzsche.
Nietzsche gritted his teeth, pulled out another horn arrow, and also drew the bow and pointed it at Han Sen.
At this point, Nietzsche knew that he had no way out, and the only way to survive was to kill Han Sen.
Nietzsche had strong confidence in archery, otherwise his genetic weapon would not be a bow, which was his destiny.
Han Sen's arrow just now was very powerful, but Nietzsche didn't think he would lose. He could also do that kind of spiral arrow technique, and he would be stronger and faster than Han Sen, because he 's bow is better than Han Sen's bow.
Nietzsche was very confident that if two people shot arrows at the same time, Han Sen would definitely die first.
Nietzsche fell silent. After the bowstring was pulled, a strange halo suddenly covered the arrow. This was the power given by the genetic weapon, which could make the arrow he shot stronger. Terrible penetration.
Even the Viscount, armed with heavy shield genes, could not block the penetrating horn arrows.
Han Sen's eyes were calm, and his gaze stayed on Nietzsche's fingers holding the arrow. The bow and arrow in his hand were slowly stretched to the extreme.
The golden feather bow transformed into the spirit of the Golden Feather Banshee is only of Baron level, which is inferior to Nietzsche's bow, but in Han Sen's opinion, this is enough.
Buzz!
The sound of two bowstrings sounded almost at the same time. It sounded like there was only one sound of strings. The two arrows also flew out at the same time, both with strong rotation force, like two poisonous snakes piercing the air. It was almost impossible to see clearly. their trajectories.
Incredibly, the twisted and poisonous snake-like horned arrows actually met in the vast space, and the arrow tips, like poisonous snake heads, collided with each other on the same trajectory.
However, because the arrow fired by Nietzsche was stronger and faster, the location where the two arrows collided was very close to Han Sen.
Nietzsche was slightly startled, not expecting that such a situation would happen, but he immediately became ecstatic again. Originally, he was still thinking about how to avoid Han Sen's arrow, but now he didn't have to think so much.
With the power of the arrow he shot, he would definitely be able to knock Han Sen's arrow away. It was also a spiral arrow. The one with the strongest strength and rotation speed was king.
The high-speed rotating arrow tips collided together, like two drill bits colliding. The hard horny arrow tips were ground into sparks, as if thunder and lightning were sputtering between the two arrows.
In just a moment, two arrows had already determined the outcome.
One arrow rolled and flew out like a rag thrown out of a rolling hole washing machine, while the other arrow, after such an impact, increased in speed and strength instead of decreasing, and instantly accelerated and cut through The void.
Nietzsche was horrified. He really couldn't understand why Han Sen's arrow was obviously weaker than his arrow, but his arrow was knocked away, and Han Sen's arrow speed did not slow down. , but it changed faster, which simply violated the laws of nature.
There was no time to think about it. After the second acceleration, the arrow came so fast that Nietzsche had no time to dodge. He pulled out a short knife from his waist and slashed at Han Sen's arrow.
The force of the knife sank, and the arrow was affected by the force and automatically deviated from its original trajectory, like a magic arrow that came to life.
"You are so naive if you want to use this trick against me." Nietzsche yelled and swung the long bow in his other hand, hitting the horn arrow and sending it flying.
Just when Nietzsche was secretly proud of himself, the moment he raised his head to look at Han Sen, his eyes suddenly widened to the limit, his pupils shrank like needlepoints, and the muscles on his face were twisted, showing an expression of extreme horror.
The shadow of a horned arrow continued to enlarge in his pupils, and on the opposite side, Han Sen had just completed the shooting posture and slowly lowered the feather bow in his hand.
"Why is my arrow here?" This was the only thought that flashed through Nietzsche's mind. The horned arrow originally shot by him now penetrated his head.
Bang!
Nietzsche fell back with his eyes wide open, and even to his death he did not understand how the arrow he shot could have hit himself.
Han Sen quickly rushed to Nietzsche's body and put away the two horn arrows. These are good things. They are not as difficult to control as the Holy Angel bone arrows. They are a magic weapon for hunting viscount-level alien species.
The arrows shot by Han Sen were indeed not as powerful as Nietzsche's, but the use of the Great Yin Yang Magnetic Cannon allowed Han Sen's arrows to borrow the power of Nietzsche's arrow, thereby achieving a second acceleration.
But just that, it still couldn't kill Nietzsche, who was also proficient in spiral arrows. Han Sen's real target was the arrow shot by Nietzsche.
After careful calculation, after using the Great Yin-Yang Magnetic Cannon to knock away the horned arrow, the direction in which the horned arrow flew fell exactly into Han Sen's hand.
The horned arrow was held by Han Sen and then silently shot towards Nietzsche. By the time Nietzsche discovered it, it was already too late.
In terms of strength, Han Sen is indeed inferior to Nietzsche, but in terms of technique, Han Sen is a true grand master. He is not weaker than the top experts in the genetic universe, and is much better than a viscount like Nietzsche.
Han Sen searched the bodies of Nietzsche and Harvey for a while and got a lot of things. Then he threw their bodies into the pool and quickly got into the forest.
In front of Laolong Stone Mountain, Mr. Guxiang was riding on a white elephant, staring at the stone mountain not far away that looked like a dragon's head.
"Young Master, why bother to take the risk yourself to offend that old turtle?" Bai Xiang spoke human words and said to Young Master Gu Xiang.
"Do you think I'm here for that old turtle?" Mr. Gu Xiang said calmly with a deep look in his eyes.
Bai Xiang was slightly startled: "There should be only that old turtle in Laolong Stone Mountain, right? Are there other alien species?"
"That old turtle was with Pirate Yi Tian back then. Otherwise, why do you think that woman from Thief Heaven would rather break her oath to come here?" Mr. Gu Xiang said calmly, just looking at Old Long Shishan. It's a little more fiery.
