Liang Qu inserted the Fubo gun back into the ground with his backhand, picked up the big bow that fell on the ground, and fired it again.
The bow draws the full moon.
The strings rang.
The arrows distributed by the river in the quiver were quickly consumed, and the twelve black arrows among them were rarely used.
Only when he encountered a few perfect opportunities to deal with the Langyan martial arts master, he would use the twelve good arrows left by Liu Jie to relieve the pressure on Xiang Fangsu and others at the front.
However, it was not only the Hebosuo and the Demon Hunting Department who were good at bows and arrows, arrows were often shot from the opposite side.
The golden eyes gave Liang Qu unparalleled night vision and insight, but also made him a living target in the dark.
The fire flickers and the light and shadow are blurred. What better target to find than the golden-eyed Liangqu?
But in the face of the fire, Liang Qu was not afraid.
You Liuxu allows him to almost fully dodge under the galloping horse, and he can counterattack while traveling.
An arrow with billowing air passed by, blew up a big tree as thick as a bowl, and disappeared without a trace.
Liang Qu drew the arrow with his backhand and struck back in the direction where the arrow came from. He only heard a scream in the darkness.
When the martial arts masters from Hebosuo rushed into the dense forest, they only saw a deceased man with his chest pierced from front to back. He was struggling to crawl away, with mud marks stretching out for more than a hundred meters under his body.
Under the cover of night, corpses lay everywhere, and burning fires illuminated half of the sky.
The sound of gold and iron clashing in the meat grinding ground, the sound of arrow feathers breaking through the air, and the sound of screams were swept up to the sky by the wind, and then carried to everyone's ears by the wind.
The corpses from the Hebo Station, the Demon Hunting Department, and the Ghost Mother Cult were all mixed together.
The rich blood energy attracted several strange birds as big as calves to hover in the sky, occasionally swoop down, grab food from the tiger's mouth, grab a broken arm or leg, and fly away with fluttering wings.
The weaker seabirds try to get a share of the pie. They can realize that a great opportunity is right in front of them. They only need to eat a little to become like those strange birds as big as calves. No matter how fearless the wind and rain are, they are afraid of the momentum of warriors. Don't dare to go down.
Some of the bold ones tried to swoop down, but were crushed into pieces by the sword light. Only a few panicked and fluttered their wings and brought out the precious meat.
Xiang Fangsu and Ran Zhongshi led several Langyan martial artists to kill at the front, while the strongest ones were still stubbornly resisting.
Most of the remaining galloping warriors either surrendered or were seriously injured and died, losing most of their combat effectiveness.
It was as if the black curtain between heaven and earth was covered with blood and limbs, and became thick and slippery. Even the sound could not penetrate through it, and it suddenly became quiet.
Liang Qu swallowed the Qi-Building Pill between his teeth, gasped for air, and reached out to touch the quiver, but it was empty.
empty.
He was not injured, and he never stopped attacking. He shot more than a hundred arrows one after another. He had to kill sixty or seventy people, right?
The galloping horse martial artist is more difficult to kill. Below the fourth level and even the first level of galloping horse, it is basically one shot per arrow.
The vibrations coming from the other end of the island chain are getting smaller and smaller, and the battle between Xu Yuelong and others should be coming to an end.
The night sneak attack is just one of the many branches of the Ghost Mother Sect. The Hebo Institute and the Anti-Monster Division jointly used more to defeat the less, and even made targeted arrangements for the two masters. The possibility of losing is extremely low. , the other party has no possibility of making a comeback.
Won.
Liang Qu relaxed and sat down on the ground.
He did not witness the most brutal scene of the entire battle, but he still felt physically and mentally exhausted.
Everyone has only one life, and fighting for less than three quarters of an hour is a huge test for both the spirit and the body.
If you loosen the strings in your mind just a little, you may lose your life.
He looked around, the entire island was burning hot, there was scorched gas everywhere, and the earthen walls were cracked every inch.
"Ahem."
Liang Qu couldn't help but cough, and he didn't pay attention during the fight. Only now did he realize that he had inhaled too much smoke, and his whole throat seemed to be filled with a layer of carbon powder.
Large groups of ants emerged from the scorched ground and gradually formed a team and walked further outside the forest.
Occasionally, a few screams came from the forest, announcing the victory of the war.
Ran Zhongshi and Xiang Fangsu walked out of the forest one after another.
"Don't relax, it's not over yet." Xiang Fangsu walked over with one arm hanging down, blood dripping from his fingertips to the ground. He glanced up and down at Liang Qu, "Is there any water?"
Liang Qu shook his head.
In a short landing battle, no one would bring any other supplies except pills.
There is drinkable water in the vortex, but it is difficult to take it out.
Xiang Fangsu shook his head and sighed: "If not, forget it. Don't rush to rest. Look for any brothers who are alive and take them out quickly."
When the supplies were distributed on the ship, each martial artist was given a Fuji Pill. Take it at the critical moment. As long as it doesn't hurt any important parts, you can take a breath.
After hearing Xiang Fangsu's order, several martial arts masters who were still able to move stood up from the ground and helped several seriously injured colleagues to walk to the shore.
"The guys over there, if you can move, please pack your things!"
"Last hit without death!"
Xiang Fangsu and Ran Zhongshi had given orders, but their expressions did not relax, and Liang Qu sensed something was wrong.
"Is there anything else?"
Ran Zhongshi turned around and said, "Do you remember what I told you that the blood of Ghost Mother's followers would react with mugwort?"
"Remember."
"The higher the strength, the stronger the reaction. It is impossible for the ghost mother to teach people that this situation will happen for no reason. Such evil spirits are the most difficult to deal with. Just in case, let's leave as soon as we clean the battlefield."
"what happens?"
Liang Qu felt that Xiang Fangsu seemed to know something.
"I can only say that it has happened before. Whether there is any situation or not, we will not know until Brother Yue Long comes back. Anyway, don't take it lightly."
It sounds like it was already prepared.
Liang Qu frowned slightly.
The entire island chain is very long, besieged by dozens of ships, landed with thousands of martial artists, and assisted by nearly a thousand sergeants. Their side is only a corner of the battlefield, and they don't know what the situation is in other places, so they must deal with it as soon as possible.
Liang Qu followed the others to carry the wounded, and along the way, he gave fatal blows to the seriously injured Ghost Mother Cult, cutting off their heads as part of the record of merit, and then went to look for the twelve black arrows he had shot, as well as some trophies.
But not until everyone has finished cleaning up the battlefield.
Liang Qu felt a flutter in his heart for no reason. He turned to look at the others and found that everyone had solemn expressions.
Not only the people from the Hebo Station and the Monster Anti-Monster Department were like this, but also the prisoners of the Ghost Mother Sect had their expressions changed greatly, and they were screaming wildly.
Xiang Fangsu yelled immediately.
"Quick, quick, get on the boat, get on the boat! Don't leave any unpacked things, get on the boat!"
With his life at stake, the martial artist who picked up the loot didn't care to clean it up and hurriedly fled to the shore.
Liang Qu only retrieved nine black arrows in a hurry. No matter how many more flew to nowhere, he ignored those special black arrows and returned to the boat with everyone.
The finless porpoises in the water felt uneasy, and abandoned the dead gold and silver dogfish one after another, and followed them closely to the sides of the boat.
Xiang Fangsu disliked the sergeant's movement for being too slow, so he took one step forward with the arrow and shook it himself. Only when he was less than a hundred feet away did he see a large black pillar rising from the island into the sky.
The pillar of air was as black as ink, reaching straight into the sky. Even in the night, it was extremely conspicuous, giving people a strong feeling of palpitations, as if something ominous might happen if it was contaminated.
Not only on the island, the prisoners of war on the ship were screaming and wailing, and thick black smoke was coming out of their mouths and noses. Almost at the same time that the black air was born, the faces of the prisoners of the Ghost Mother Cult became visibly haggard, as if they had been drained of their energy. god.
Everyone was shocked!
Seeing the black air spreading like ink, Xiang Fangsu roared.
"Throw them down!"
"Throw them into the water quickly!"
The sergeant stepped forward and grabbed the prisoner's shirt. As soon as he took hold, he was shocked to find that his palms had also become wrinkled.
That black energy is contagious!
In such a horrifying scene, no one dared to reach out to grab them. A large space was opened around the prisoners of war. Everyone was afraid of being contaminated by the black mist, so they hurriedly ran away, and some even jumped into the water themselves.
"Damn you bastard!"
Xiang Fangsu was so angry that he cursed, tore off a piece of cloth from his clothes, wrapped it in his hand and was about to grab it, but there was someone who moved faster than him.
Liang Qu grabbed the lapels of more than a dozen prisoners of war, raised his hand and threw them into the water one by one. However, his hands stained by the black mist were not abnormal at all, and were even surrounded by a faint golden color.
Xiang Fangsu faintly heard the sound of a tiger roaring and a dragon roaring, and he looked at Liang Qu in surprise.
"A way to ward off evil?"
