Chapter 110 The Holy Religion will not let you go

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Ever since he traveled through time, Lu Yuan knew what his greatest advantage was.

It's not the powerful palm skills, nor the deep internal strength, but the superb bow and arrow shooting skills.

Regardless of whether the other party is highly skilled in martial arts, all living beings are equal and are dead souls under my random arrows.

Whether they are wild beasts in the mountains or warriors outside the mountains, facing his strong bows and arrows, they all can only become prey, waiting to be slaughtered.

Lu Yuan has never seen this strategy of using strengths and avoiding weaknesses to win at long range that didn't work.

Now that he is serving as a county captain and in charge of the army, he naturally brings his excellent experience to the army.

Fortunately, the soldiers in the army were also hunters, and every one of them could do archery with both hands, and many of them were even considered superb archers.

Therefore, this set of random arrow tactics is easy to use without any discomfort.

The night before yesterday.

Under the random arrows of the soldiers, those heroes, even the third-rate warriors in the world, also drank in hatred.

currently.

Even though the man in white robes in front of him was a second-rate expert, he was forced to flee in panic after dozens of arrows were missed, and he did not dare to confront him head-on.

The second-rate masters in the martial arts world are also mortal bodies.

If you are cut by a knife, you will bleed, and if you are stabbed by a sword, you will have multiple holes. If you are hit by random arrows, it will also become a hornet's nest.

However, second-rate masters are second-rate masters. Within the small area of ​​the hall, Elder Baiyan was seen moving left and right, flying up and down, as fast as a phantom.

Although the incoming arrows were densely packed, they were often dodged by him before they even had time to get close.

Later, after getting used to this rhythm, the soldiers had just made a move and the bowstring had not been released yet. Elder Baiyan could predict in advance and duck to a safe place early.

After several rounds of arrow rain, the archers' shooting speed also slowed down significantly.

Drawing a bow is very physically demanding. If you repeat it too many times, your arms will become sore and swollen.

These archers are ordinary people. If they can shoot six or seven rounds of arrows, that is already their limit.

At this time, several rounds have passed, and the limit has been reached, and it is somewhat unbearable.

"Pity."

Looking at his subordinates who were gradually exhausted, Lu Yuan couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The space in the living room is still too small to deploy more archers. Moreover, the complex environment inside also gave the man in white robes room to hide.

Otherwise, if a hundred archers are mobilized and they are in an open plain, no matter how powerful the man in white robe is, he will only become a hedgehog.

On one side, he felt pity, but on the other side, he felt happy.

'Chance! '

Elder Baiyan, who had been busy avoiding in the hall, noticed that the frequency and number of archers shooting arrows had dropped significantly, and he immediately knew in his heart that the opponent could no longer hold on.

His eyes lit up. Then he glanced at Lu Yuan, who was surrounded by many archers.

'This young general should be the leader of these Yue officers and soldiers. If he is captured, he may be able to coerce the Yue soldiers into retreating. You can even ask him to open Wugang County directly. "

Thinking of this, Elder Baiyan felt a burning sensation in his heart. The shortcut to completing this mountain mission was right in front of him, and he could no longer hold back his thoughts.

He casually picked up a wooden table in the hall, then blocked the wooden table in front of him, and flew into the air towards the crowd of exhausted archers.

The target is directly at Lu Yuan.

As a second-rate master, when dealing with ordinary people, he can do one against a hundred.

Not to mention that these archers were already exhausted.

Elder Baiyan is confident that after getting close, he can easily deal with the archers, and then capture the Yue general in the army.

It's the confidence of being a second-rate master.

"So brave."

Looking at the figure approaching him rapidly, how could Lu Yuan not understand what the other person was thinking, and then he sneered.

"You treat me like a soft persimmon, but I want to see if you can handle it."

With a sarcasm in his heart, he opened his bow and drew an arrow, as fast as a phantom.

Relying on feeling and experience, "swish, swish, swish" is a series of seven beads.

Even in order to enhance the power of the arrows, Lu Yuan also mobilized the internal force in his body and added it to the bow and arrows.

How powerful can an arrow shot by a master archer with first-class internal strength be?

Lu Yuan has never tried this before, so it is difficult to answer.

But at this moment, the arrow missed the thunder and was shot out, and everything was answered.

Just like a white light movie, in the blink of an eye, seven arrows penetrated the wooden table in front of the white-robed man. Under the huge force, the table was directly blown into pieces.

How could the white-eyed elder behind the wooden table have imagined that the soft persimmon in his eyes would suddenly become so prickly?

The old man used his experience and met the young man who was pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger, and he was instantly fooled.

By the time he sensed the danger coming and subconsciously wanted to avoid it as before, it was already too late.

Lu Yuan shot with all his strength, how powerful was it?

The speed of the arrow was almost equivalent to the sound of a missed shot, giving people no time to react at all.

Elder Baiyan only had time to turn his body slightly, and then seven arrows locked on him came to him and pierced into his body.

Then there was a "bang bang bang" explosion.

The arrow that was blessed with internal force was missing, and its power and speed were no less than the large-caliber bullets of Lu Yuan's previous life. The moment it entered Elder Baiyan's body, the internal force attached to the arrow exploded instantly, leaving a huge blood hole.

Seven arrows hit the target without leaving anything behind.

Seven blood flowers exploded from Elder Baiyan's body.

With a heavy force, he was pushed backwards and rolled twice on the ground. Finally, he hit a beam and made a sound of winter before he stopped.

Gurgling blood flowed out, and the white-eyed elder was trembling. His chest, shoulders, abdomen, arms, and even the inner thighs, and many other places, had turned into a lake of flesh and blood.

Huge pain spread from all parts of his body, and the loss of blood made him weak rapidly.

What's even more desperate is that in this situation, he can't save himself.

In the midst of weakness and pain, a figure of Mohu appeared in front of him.

The white-eyed elder, who was leaning against the pillar, mustered up the last bit of strength to look around, and saw the young black-armored general in front of him.

Seeing the enemy who had taken his life, he used his last breath of strength to shout: "If you stop our grand plan, the Holy Cult will not let you go. I'll wait for you below."

As soon as he finished speaking, his body stiffened, and then he fell softly.

In front of the corpse, Lu Yuan was a little confused as he watched the man in white robe say his last words.

"Holy religion? Big plan?"

Recalling these two words, he looked at the man in white robe seriously and suddenly thought in his heart: "This is a person from the Five Poison Sect."