Han Sen held the Wind String and gently stroked his fingers along the bow string, feeling the vibrations on the string like the trembling of a dragon or a tiger.
The sword has a sword soul, and the bow has a bow spirit. The more advanced it is, the less it can be used casually by ordinary people. Han Sen uses the power of the Dongxuan Sutra to drive the exotic treasures and can use most of the exotic treasures, but that requires no master. Only the rare treasures.
This wind string obviously has an owner. Even if Han Sen uses the power of the Dongxuan Domain, it is still resisted and cannot be pulled apart.
Han Sen's fingers hooked the bowstring that looked like animal sinews, and he slowly used the power of his ice muscles and jade bones. The fingers pulling the bowstring turned into the color of ice jade, and his strength became stronger and stronger.
But the bowstring did not move at all. No matter how hard Han Sen exerted force, the bowstring remained motionless, showing no sign of being pulled apart.
Feng Qiuchuan looked amused and wrote: "My Feng Zhixian has a bad temper, and not just anyone can pull it off. Why don't you change your bow? I don't mind."
"I just like people with a temper." Han Sen said lightly.
Feng Qiuchuan said helplessly: "I don't mind if you try it slowly, but you can't keep these two beauties waiting for too long, right?"
"No need to wait, let's start now. This is the first arrow." Han Sen said, pulling out an arrow from the quiver.
Holding the feather arrow, Han Sen felt an indescribable feeling of comfort in his heart. When he was in the shelter, the weapon he most often used was a bow, and he was also the best at using bows and arrows.
When he was attending Blackhawk Military Academy, he also won first place in the archery competition. Han Sen actually had a special affection for bows and arrows.
It’s just that I have never encountered a strong enough bow and arrows, and with the long-range spells, I rarely use bows and arrows.
Even if he got a relatively good bow and arrow beast soul, he still gave it to his cheap daughter Han Menger.
Han Sen thought that he would never have the chance to use a bow and arrow again for a long time, but he didn't expect that in this situation, he would have the opportunity to use a bow and arrow again.
"It's still comfortable to hold the bow and arrow." Han Sen sighed in his heart, and at the same time, he held the feather arrow and placed it on the Wind String.
"What does Han Sen want to do? He can't pull the string of wind, so what's the use of putting arrows on it? Could it be that the arrows can't fly on their own?" Everyone felt a little strange when they saw Han Sen's actions.
Anyone can see that Han Sen's strength is insufficient. He pulled the wind string twice, but it didn't move at all. It didn't look like it could be pulled apart.
Feng Qiuchuan spread his hands and said helplessly: "Actually, I really don't mind if you change your bow."
Han Sen ignored him, raised the bow and arrow, and used the Ice Muscle and Jade Bone Technique again to pull the wind string with all his strength.
Terrifying power flowed through Han Sen's fingers, pulling the bow string outward, but the bow string did not move. Han Sen's strength was too strong, and the bow string was cut into the flesh and blood of his fingers, and his ice muscle jade was A wound was cut into the bone, and it was pinched into the phalange.
"Don't force it, even a deified strong person may not be able to pull the string of wind." Feng Qiuchuan said.
Han Sen remained unmoved, still pulling the bowstring, and the strength on his fingers became stronger and stronger.
"Sir, run!" When everyone's attention was on Han Sen, a demon winked at Ji Yangsheng who was pulling the cart.
Ji Yangsheng just pretended not to see it. The demon king was even more anxious, but he did not dare to rush over to save Ji Yangsheng because he was the only demon here and the real master of the demons had not arrived yet.
"What's going on, young master? Are you stupid? Why don't you run away now?" The demon king felt strange.
Now Han Sen couldn't care about Ji Yangsheng at all, but Ji Yangsheng still didn't run away, which made him feel very confused.
The king of the demon clan repeatedly gave Ji Yangsheng secret signals. The more Ji Yangsheng looked at him, the angrier he became. He simply turned his head away from him and cursed in his heart: "You are stupid. You can run away but I won't run away? Why do you need to remind me? First?" Not to mention that Han Sen is beside me, even these two women in the car are not easy to mess with. Can I run away?"
Seeing that Ji Yangsheng could no longer see him, the demon king hurriedly turned in another direction so that Ji Yangsheng could see him again, but kept giving signals.
Ji Yangsheng's brows jumped wildly, wishing he could go up and slap the sick demon king. Unfortunately, he must not be walking around now, in case the two women and Han Sen mistakenly think he is... It would be even worse to escape and catch him back in front of so many people.
Ji Yangsheng had no choice but to ignore the evil demon king and simply closed his eyes.
Everyone was secretly happy when they saw that Han Sen seemed to have used all his strength, and the bow string had been cut into his flesh and blood, but he still didn't pull the bow string at all.
"You don't think you are really the father of the gods, do you? Even if you are really the father of the gods, it is just a bow, and you cannot be the father of the bow. What's the point of competing with a bow?"
"It's expanded, it's definitely expanded. After going through some big battles, I think I can do anything."
"Haha, I can finally see Han Sen deflated."
"How can the Wind String be pulled apart so easily? If it were so easy to pull apart, the Wind String would no longer be in the Aizhi Clan."
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While everyone was talking about it, they saw Han Sen's eyes condensed, and a gray-white feather coat appeared on his body, which was faintly exuding colorful rays of light.
They could only see the colorful rays of light looming, but they could not see that the soul of the Peacock King on Yuyi's back had bloomed its tail feathers and turned into a Peacock King with its wings spread, rising up and blessing Han Sen.
Blessed by the power of the Soul of the Maurya King, Han Sen's ice jade-like fingers condensed with colorful rays of light, allowing the power of Han Sen's fingers to instantly break through the sky and reach a terrifying state.
Pulled by that terrifying force, the originally motionless Wind String was suddenly pulled apart inch by inch by Han Sen. The dragon-like tendon-like bow string trembled, making a sound like a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring. It was like wind and thunder, shaking people's eardrums to the point of exploding.
Feng Qiuchuan, like everyone else, watched in horror as Han Sen forced the Wind String apart inch by inch. He was stunned and completely speechless.
It is not impossible to force the Wind String apart, just like the two Bonas generals. Although they are half-step deifications, they are both half-step deifications known for their strength. When the two of them work together, their power reaches He had reached the level of the deified level, so he forcibly pulled the Wind String apart, but it was only a small step away.
Those who forcibly pull the Wind String open will almost never end well. Even a deified strong man who once possessed the Wind String will suffer great misfortune if he forcibly pulls the Wind String open.
Everyone watched Han Sen pull the Wind String, with a hint of gloating in their surprise.
While they were surprised that Han Sen could forcibly pull the Wind String apart, they were also looking forward to whether Han Sen would be as unlucky as those foreigners who had used the Wind String.
