The sound of arrows suddenly sounded in the ears of thousands of people...
A bamboo arrow carried the power of heaven and earth, carrying a majestic force, piercing the wind and clouds, and flew outside the city lord's palace.
This power is much more terrifying than the punch punched by Wuming in black. This is an arrow that holds the power of heaven and earth!
A bamboo arrow hit the disciple of Shenhua Valley before he could completely throw the torch.
Shoot the torch that is about to fall at Wu Xin's feet into the sky!
If that wasn't enough, then there was a bamboo arrow that arrived first and hit the arm of the Shenlong Valley disciple who threw the torch.
The huge impact carried him into the air, and finally the bamboo arrow stabbed him firmly into the flagpole in front of the city lord's mansion.
It is not an exaggeration to say that it is like killing an arrow with one arrow.
So in front of everyone's eyes, the disciple of Shenhua Valley was suddenly shot into the air by a bamboo arrow, and was finally nailed to the flagpole.
The corner of Wu Xin's mouth moved, and he looked at Jasmine who was in a daze and asked, "Jasmine, why are you moving?"
Jasmine held the Xiushui Sword and murmured to herself: "The Imperial Master said that this is the heartbeat of a mortal."
When the arrow comes, the two of them don't have to die.
Wuxin, who breathed a sigh of relief, looked at his beloved woman, licked his lips and said, "It seems we don't have to die."
Jasmine nodded, gently took off the Xiu Shui Sword, and watched the angry saint curse.
"Quickly, burn that monster to death on this high platform!"
Then another disciple from Shenhua Valley lit the torch in his hand, this time they both lit it together... The two burning torches flew towards Wu Xin on the high platform.
The Saint of Shenlong Valley saw something change. She no longer cared about her identity. She just wanted Wu Xin on the high platform to burn.
"Swish, swish, swish!" There were three arrow sounds, two shot away the burning torch, and one shot at the fairy sword that had been hanging on Wu Xin's head!
So, amidst the screams of thousands of people, the immortal sword that had been unmoving let out a clear groan and flew out with the bamboo arrow in an instant.
Just between the wave of the saint's hand, the fairy sword flying several feet away drew a circle in the air.
With a final cry, it flew back into the saint's hands.
However, before everything was over, at the moment when the saint recalled the fairy sword, "swish, swish, swish!" Two arrows sounded!
While thousands of people were stunned, three more bamboo arrows flew towards them!
The two Shenhua Valley disciples who threw the torch were hit with bamboo arrows amidst the exclamations of thousands of people, and were then nailed to the flagpole again.
No matter how hard they struggled, they could not break free from the flagpole.
As a result, a strange scene appeared in front of the city lord's palace. Three disciples from Shenhua Valley were hung on a three-foot-high flagpole.
The guards of the City Lord's Mansion hid in the crowd after the City Lord spoke out.
The fight between gods and gods has nothing to do with them.
"Who! Who dares to disturb the good things of our God Flower Valley!"
The Saintess held the fairy sword in her hand, looked in the direction where the bamboo arrows were flying and scolded her coldly.
The Lord of the City who was sitting quietly patted his chest, thinking that it was a good thing that he had blocked this crazy woman, otherwise when the God of Death came back, he might also be killed.
He would never think that the saint in the Divine Flower Valley was the strongest person. No matter the second elder or the fourth elder in front of him, they were no match for that guy!
At this moment, a brisk sound of horse hooves came from far to near, riding on the wind and sand of the city!
So, thousands of people followed Jasmine's eyes and looked towards the place where the sound of horse hooves sounded.
They even forgot that there were three young monks bleeding from the flagpole in front of the city lord's palace.
Then, the most ordinary horse in Kangchuan City appeared in everyone's eyes. The horse came slowly and slowly without any hurry.
The young man on horseback was wearing a white shirt, which was in sharp contrast to the nameless watch in black before.
What frightened them was that the young man was holding an inconspicuous iron bow, an iron bow that hung three Shenhua Valley disciples on the flagpole and shot the fairy sword away.
There are sensible sect elders and monks, but they can't figure out what kind of magical bow they need to use to shoot away the fairy sword on the high platform!
The three young men were nailed to the flagpole so that they could not move.
Even the remaining Shenhua Valley disciples were so frightened that they did not dare to step forward to rescue their companions. This was the most terrifying thing.
Then, everyone saw the young man on horseback draw the bow again and let go of the arrow again!
Another ordinary bamboo arrow pierced the wind and clouds and flew all the way to Wu Xin on the high platform!
In the midst of everyone's screams, Wu Xin, who was tied up like a rice dumpling, fell with a crash, smashing the dry firewood poured with kerosene and falling under the high platform.
Wu Xin, who fell to the ground, looked at the young man coming slowly and muttered: "My Divine Sea has been imprisoned by them!"
The tone seemed to be, it's not that I can't beat them, it's that I really can't.
Jasmine wiped away the tears that were flowing down her face and said with a smile, "The Imperial Master looks really good today."
Li Xiuyuan on the horse sighed softly: "Remember, you have died once, don't give up easily in the future."
Jasmine looked at him and nodded heavily: "As long as he is alive, I promise not to."
After saying that, she turned to look at Wu Xin who was sitting on the high platform. That man was everything in her life.
It's windy or rainy, but Jasmine won't be afraid as long as you are there.
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"Where does this monster come from! Looking for death!"
Ye Qiuyun, the saint holding the fairy sword in her hand, looked at the young man coming on horseback and scolded coldly: "If you dare to hurt my disciple of Shenhua Valley, you will die ten times."
Li Xiuyuan shook his head, looked at her and said word by word: "I am not a monster, I am the teacher of these two guys!"
Then, Li Xiuyuan looked at the thousands of people watching and said coldly: "My nephew, my nephew, has not read two books about the saint. I can't support myself, so I have to save the children in the west of the city who have no money to go to school..."
"My female disciple can't even hold a sword, so in order to save her lover, she picked up the sword, ignored a bunch of children, and came here to fight you all..."
At this point, Li Xiuyuan jumped off the horse, gently unlocked the saddle lock on the horse's back, and threw it to the ground.
He patted the horse and said with a smile: "Go, you are free."
The horse let out a cheer, turned back and licked his hand, then spread its hooves and ran into the distance, looking for its new life.
Ignoring the saint Ye Qiuyun holding the fairy sword, Li Xiuyuan put away the iron bow and took out a small pot of spiritual wine.
He poured a few mouthfuls into the mouth of Jasmine who was leaning on the high platform, then helped her sit down and whispered a few words in his ear.
Then he walked up to the high platform step by step, and without saying a word, gave Wu Xin, who was lying on the ground, a few sips.
He grinned and asked, "Heaven is about to give a great responsibility to this people. Are you ready?"
Wu Xin felt the raging fire burning in his body, two lines of hot tears fell from his eyes, and he said solemnly: "Although there are thousands of people, I am going!"
Nodding, Li Xiuyuan waved his hand and rolled all the dry firewood left on the high platform in front of the saint.
With a bang, the dry firewood poured in the wind suddenly burst into flames, instantly igniting the row of tables and chairs where the saint was.
The second and fourth elders of Shenhua Valley were so frightened that they pulled the city lord aside and flew up.
Looking at the frosty saint Ye Qiuyun, Li Xiuyuan said coldly: "You just want to avenge your brother. Just come to me. Why do you need to play tricks?"
After speaking, he turned to look at the thousands of young men and ladies on the viewing platform and said, "When Ye Feng brought a group of bandits to the west of the city to collect protection fees, where were you?"
After that, he looked at the city lord who was not far away from the high platform and said coldly: "You have violated our agreement. I can kill you with one sword. Do you believe it?"
Finally, he looked at the thousands of people watching and scolded: "I am the husband of these two ungrateful guys. If you want to throw dirty water at me, whoever dares to touch my students..."
Li Xiuyuan paused for a moment and said word by word: "As high as the Nine Heavens and as low as the blue sky, I will kill him!!"
After saying that, he turned his fingers into a sword, waved his hand and let out a sword energy, slashing towards the flagpole dozens of feet away!
Just listen to the sound of "Boom!"!
One person is a square, and the flagpole made of ironwood is broken from the middle. The three young disciples from Shenhua Valley screamed and fell to the ground.
With just one move, thousands of people present were so shocked that they dared not speak.
I am their husband! I am their husband! !
In this case, the saint in the Valley of Divine Flowers is naturally making trouble unreasonably and avenging her private revenge!
So some people started talking cautiously: "If you fail to steal the chicken, you will lose a lot of rice!"
"You know what the hell, this is called pretending to be a rebel!"
"Don't say anything, we just need to watch the excitement quietly!"
The Lord City Lord stepped forward and looked at Li Xiuyuan who was walking down the stage step by step. He cupped his hands and smiled bitterly: "You also know that my fist is not big enough!"
Li Xiuyuan thought for a while and said coldly: "Fifty years is not enough, how about eighty years?"
The Lord of the City was stunned for a moment, and then quickly replied: "No problem, just eighty years..."
Li Xiuyuan shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "I can't trust you, just make an oath to him!"
Therefore, the Lord City Lord had no choice but to touch his chest, look up at the sky, and said something that no one understood.
"Boom!" There was a sound, and a thunder struck the open space at the city lord's mansion, smashing half of the flagpole into pieces!
He was so frightened that he lay on the ground, kowtowed three times, and confessed again and again.
Li Xiuyuan turned around and looked at the saint Ye Qiuyun who was three feet away, and said coldly: "Since it was your brother Ye Feng who caused it, it will be up to you, my sister, to pay back the consequences today!"
At this time, Ye Feng, who was hiding in the crowd, was so frightened that he could not speak!
The boy he was back then was already a nightmare in his life, but he didn't expect that he would move in with his sister, and this guy would still not be afraid.
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Ye Qiuyun, who held the fairy sword in hand, frowned at the young man in front of her because she saw that the girl Jasmine had put away the spiritual sword that she had been holding in her hand since the young man appeared.
Wuxin on the high platform and Jasmine under the high platform, they fell to the ground, obviously working on the creation of infuriating energy to repair the body.
These two hateful guys were actually practicing their martial arts to heal their injuries right under his nose.
And she didn't feel a trace of fairy spirit from the body of the young man in front of her!
Why can't I feel the cultivation of this mortal-like young man in front of me, not even a trace of aura? What's going on?
Ye Qiuyun turned to look at the two Mahayana realm elders in the Shenhua Valley. The two elders shook their heads and secretly told her that they couldn't understand either.
"Be careful!" The second elder, who felt something was wrong, warned in a serious voice.
So, Ye Qiuyun pointed the fairy sword in his hand at the young man in front of him and said coldly: "Your female disciple hurt our disciple, and you did the same!"
"So?" Li Xiuyuan scolded coldly: "When you deceive my students from the west of the city to the city lord's palace, you are already a dead person!"
"Boom!" There was a sound, like a thunder striking the heads of thousands of people again!
A young man with no cultivation, a mortal, actually opened his mouth to treat the saint of Shenhua Valley as a dead person!
Only the city lord quietly retreated back after hearing this, and gradually withdrew from everyone's sight!
He narrowly escaped death and spent thirty years in exchange for the forgiveness of the young murderer. In his opinion, this was a good deal!
As for whether the young man is a god or a mortal, that is not something he needs to care about.
"You talk too much!"
Ye Qiuyun, who was dressed in an ink dress like a dark night, looked at Li Xiuyuan and said coldly: "Take out your sword, I will not kill a mortal without the power to bind a chicken."
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