Facing the oncoming arrow rain, Jiang Yunqing was seen stepping on the arrows with his toes, his figure flickering and moving leisurely through the arrow rain in the sky.

The people on the execution ground looked to the sky one after another, and kept asking with their poor eyesight: "What's going on, what's going on, why are these Liang Jun shooting arrows in the sky!"

The person who was asked had a dull look in his eyes, and he answered the question blankly: "I seem to have seen a god."

"God? What god?"

This damn answer made the person who asked the question, Monk Zhanger, confused for a moment. How can you see a deity when you see a beheaded person? I have lived for decades and never seen it.

Although he didn't believe it, he still wiped his eyes curiously and looked up at the sky.

What is it?

"Oh, my dear, look, there are gods in the sky!"

As Jiang Yunqing's figure got closer, his figure gradually became clearer.

As long as your eyes are not blind, you can see some vague figures.

By this time, the arrow rain had stopped.

Because what is in a straight line with Jiang Yunqing and the archer position is no longer a sword and shield soldier position, but an infantry position.

If you continue to shoot arrows, you don't know if you can knock Jiang Yunqing down, but the infantry position will definitely suffer heavy casualties.

Are there really gods in this world?

Wang Yanzhang quietly looked at the figure in the sky, gave the order to the archers to stop, silently took off an iron bow on the side of the horse, and took out an iron feather arrow from the quiver.

When the arrow tail was placed on the bowstring, there was only a "buzz" sound, and the bowstring of the iron bow was stretched to the full moon, predicting the path of the white figure in the sky.

"Bang~"

As a dull bowstring trembled, the arrow made of fine iron turned into a stream of light and flew straight towards the white figure in the sky.

"Bang~"

"Bang~"

It wasn't over yet, Wang Yanzhang fired three arrows in a row, and didn't stop until his arms were trembling slightly.

immortal? Even when the gods come, they have to kneel down!

Give me a million elite soldiers, and the whole heaven will be defeated by him!

Staring at the figure in the sky, he wanted to see if this so-called god could catch his three arrows with all his strength!

In the sky, Jiang Yunqing floated lightly. He tapped his toes out of thin air, and his figure flickered, crossing a large distance as if teleporting.

The fluttering white clothes are like strolling in the sky. There are no auspicious clouds under their feet, but it does not prevent people from treating the flying people as immortals.

Suddenly, a sense of danger hit his heart. He paused knowingly, and saw a dark iron arrow passing in front of him.

The strong sound that broke through the air was like a sonic boom, deafening. The arrow cut through the air, and the air flow separated by the iron feather brought up a fierce wind, trying to cut Jiang Yunqing's cheek.

It's a pity that the toughness of Jiang Yunqing's skin has already reached inhuman levels. Even when the fine iron arrow left Jiang Yunqing's sight, it did not scratch the skin on his face.

Suddenly, with a thought, Jiang Yunqing's figure flashed and appeared suddenly in front.

But at the original place, a stream of light was seen tearing apart the residual image that stayed in place and flew into the distance, not knowing which unlucky person it would fall on.

But this was not the end. A stream of light accompanied by the dragon's shadow came straight to Jiang Yunqing's current position, as if the archer had no idea that he would appear here.

"So, is this the killer move?"

Jiang Yunqing narrowed his eyes slightly and just stood there out of thin air, quietly waiting for the arrival of the stream of light.

The airflow around him was churning, like boiling water vapor, and strong winds emerged for no reason. Wind auras like Yuan Tiangang's body-protecting aura condensed into shape in an instant, blocking Jiang Yunqing's body.

The stream of light with the dragon's shadow floating on it was also very domineering, and it successively tore apart several wind axes arranged by Jiang Yunqing before gradually showing a tendency to stop.

This stream of light also revealed its true identity. It was a fine iron arrow with a dark appearance. The arrow feathers were also made of fine iron, but they had a spring-loading device to facilitate the smooth release of the arrow.

It was exactly the same as the arrow that flew in front of Jiang Yunqing before, but this time it was clearer.

It seemed that it was the same person who attacked him three times in a row.

Unexpectedly, there are such masters hidden in Liang Jun. Their strength cannot be estimated, but their archery skills and strength alone are enough to rival the strength of Zhongtian.

Could it be Wang Yanzhang? Jiang Yunqing thought about the dragon shadow that appeared on the arrow just now.

As the arrow tore through a layer of wind energy again, its power seemed to have reached its end.

This is a time when it is easy for people to let down their guard, and suddenly a dragon roar comes from the arrow that is almost losing its power.

As if being blessed by endless power again, the arrow suddenly tore into pieces the dissipating wind in front of Jiang Yunqing, reaching directly between Jiang Yunqing's eyebrows.

The strong wind blew away Jiang Yunqing's hair in front. Just when its arrow was about to touch the center of his eyebrows, a hand was like an iron plier with a huge arm, grabbing it firmly. The arrow that wanted to go one step further and deprive Jiang Yunqing of his life.

The skin between Jiang Yunqing's eyebrows was slightly dented by the powerful impact. After the arrow completely lost its power, the skin returned to its original state like a normal person. Not to mention a wound, there was not even a white spot left.

"Haha, good archery skills!"

Jiang Yunqing laughed loudly, and then moved violently. Different from the leisurely stroll before, he was as fast as thunder, and in a blink of an eye, he was over the execution ground in just a few breaths.

Wang Yanzhang was stunned when he heard Jiang Yunqing's praise. When he came to his senses, he saw that Jiang Yunqing had broken through the Chinese army and arrived at the execution ground surrounded by the Chinese army.

His sharp gaze allowed him to see very clearly that what Jiang Yunqing was holding was the third arrow he shot.

This also means that when faced with his third arrow, Jiang Yunqing did not dodge, but caught it head-on.

This person, I'm afraid, is ridiculously strong!

Wang Yanzhang frowned, a rare look of caution appeared in his eyes, and his previously overwhelming confidence instantly collapsed.

The people on the execution ground saw Jiang Yunqing suddenly appear directly above the execution ground, and first glanced blankly at the place where Jiang Yunqing had stopped before.

Seeing that there was nothing there, he looked up blankly at Jiang Yunqing, who was currently above the execution ground.

"Bang~"

As one voice sounded, there were sounds one after another, and finally converged into a torrent, which was quite shocking.

I saw that all the people on the execution ground were kneeling on the ground, worshiping Jiang Yunqing again and again. The crowd shouted noisily: "He is an immortal, come and pay respects to the immortal!"

"Meet the Immortal!"