Chapter 772: The Arrow that Was Shot Can Be Turned Back

The atmosphere on the top of Yuhuang Mountain was almost frozen. It was a hot summer day, but there was a chill of autumn and winter.

Yuan Xixiong declared war!

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Luo Feng, and Luo Feng's eyes were staring at Yuan Xixiong without showing any weakness...

"Luo Feng, did you hear that?" Yuan Xixiong sneered again and added, "I don't accept it, I want to fight!"

Luo Feng's expression was solemn.

After a moment, he waved his sleeves and took a step forward.

In an instant, everyone's hearts tightened, and their hearts seemed to be raised to their throats.

Luo Feng's name was feared by the world.

Even if he had lost all his martial arts, he was so frightened when he stood there.

Luo Feng raised his sword eyebrows and looked at Yuan Xixiong, "I... no."

Many people's eyes went dark, their bodies staggered, and they almost fell down.

There was a thousand horses galloping in their hearts instantly!

Go to hell!

You keep saying that you can fight if you don't agree, but they are here to fight, and you... are so weak.

What makes people cry is that this word "no" is said so openly, sonorously, loudly, and righteously.

"Puff..." Qian Yilan couldn't help but chuckle, "This nerd is still so shameless."

Yuan Xixiong felt a little pain in his chest, as if he was shot by an arrow.

He exhaled deeply, his eyes seemed to have two flames burning, and his clenched fists made crackling sounds, which showed the degree of anger in Yuan Xixiong's heart at this moment.

"You! Are looking for! Death!"

These three words were like a gust of cold snowflakes blowing in the cold winter, which made people shudder.

Everyone could feel that Yuan Xixiong had murderous intentions.

He wanted to kill Luo Feng on the spot.

Whoosh!

The blood-carved bow on his back was taken out, and a blood-colored light flashed out,

It was so cold that it made people tremble.

The people standing next to Yuan Xixiong almost shuddered subconsciously.

They all stepped back a few steps.

The blood-carved bow came out, and the sharp arrow was nocked.

"Wait a minute." Several voices rang out almost at the same time.

Including Master Qian, they were looking at Yuan Xixiong anxiously at this moment, and they had already secretly cursed Yuan Xixiong's ancestors in their hearts. Damn, most of the people present came for the heavenly level secret skills. If Luo Feng was killed by your arrow, would they go to the novice village to wait for Luo Feng to revive?

"Yuan Daoyou, please be patient." Master Qian stroked his beard and smiled slightly, "Let's leave this boy's life to explain to the heroes of the world. Killing him with one arrow is too easy for him, isn't it?"

"Master Qian is right."

"It's true."

The warriors around couldn't wait to grab the sofa and give thumbs up.

However, Yuan Xixiong was furious with Luo Feng, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"The arrow is on the string, and it must be shot." Yuan Xixiong's eyes were murderous, and he said in a cold voice, "What's more, the Blood Eagle Bow has always been a no-look-back arrow. This example cannot be broken in my hands."

The moment the words fell, before Master Qian and others could react, Yuan Xixiong had already shot the arrow.

Whoosh!

It flew out like a blood-colored meteor, directly hitting Luo Feng's chest... slightly shifted to the left.

Although Yuan Xixiong's eyes were still filled with murderous intent, Master Qian's words reminded him.

Heaven-level martial arts!

Luo Feng must be captured alive.

It took almost everyone's eyes a blink of an eye.

Whoosh!

Luo Feng's figure did not move, but a figure appeared beside him like a ghost.

A palm swept over, like a blazing sun shining in front.

Yuan Xixiong and the others almost subconsciously closed their eyes.

Whoosh!

The cold air hit!

In a flash of lightning, Yuan Xixiong suddenly opened his eyes...

His face was instantly horrified.

In the dazzling light in front of him, a blood-red arrow flew out.

It was an arrow shot from the Blood Eagle Bow!

The arrow turned back after the bow was opened.

Moreover, the speed of the blood arrow turning back was also full, with a fierce momentum, and it arrived in front of Yuan Xixiong in an instant.

At the critical moment, Yuan Xixiong's body dodged to the side with all his strength.

Whoosh!

The blood-colored long arrow still pierced Yuan Xixiong's shoulder, and the fierce force directly drove Yuan Xixiong back.

The feeling of severe pain instantly filled his heart.

Yuan Xixiong groaned, but his body still couldn't stand firm after all, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Deathly silence.

Everyone looked over...

It was the young man next to Luo Feng.

What happened just now?

This guy carries a flashlight?

Many people were shocked.

In the blink of an eye, Tiemian used the Yaoyang Palm to catch Yuan Xixiong's arrow, and swung it back, pinning Yuan Xixiong to the ground.

There was silence for a while, and then there were gasps.

Yuan Xixiong, the most outstanding disciple of the younger generation of the Snow Mountain Sect. He was also one of the main forces in the crusade against Luo Feng this time, but he was killed instantly by a younger man next to Luo Feng!

Luo Feng was so amazing, so were the people around him also so amazing?

Faces were almost petrified, and they were dumbfounded.

Pah!

At this time, Tiemian clapped his hands and looked up at the sky, "Just based on you, you dare to say you are not convinced by my boss?"

"Why are you looking at the sky?" The judge was very curious.

Tiemian immediately looked at the judge with disdain, "If not...how would others know that I didn't even look at him straight in the eye."

Yuan Xixiong, lying on the ground, didn't know whether his injury was aggravated or not, he vomited blood directly, and then his eyes turned black and he fainted.

"Big Brother." Many disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect rushed out immediately. After a few people were assigned to take care of Yuan Xixiong, the remaining twenty or so people rushed out, showed their weapons, and surrounded Luo Feng and his men.

"Everyone, please step aside." Luo Feng declined Mingyue and others' good intentions and said with a smile, "It's just a few cabbages, my brother can do it."

"..." The face of the Iron-faced Judge was black. Who was he calling a pig? The boss was clearly seeking revenge for the wine-splitting incident last night.

Mingyue and others looked at each other, nodded slightly, and stepped aside.

They also saw the extraordinaryness of the two guys around Luo Feng. Although they didn't say it seriously, the hand that Iron-faced had just shown shocked many people.

The two sides confronted each other, and the situation was tense.

The Iron-faced Judge stood in front of Luo Feng and glanced at him.

"Odd number." The judge said coldly.

Tiemian nodded, his expression serious, "I know."

"Mine." The judge's eyes were firm.

"Don't even think about it." Tiemian turned his head and looked at the judge.

Before anyone could figure out what the two were talking about, suddenly, the two moved.

Boom!

It was like thunder, and in the blink of an eye, several Snow Mountain Sect disciples fell to the ground.

When Tiemian fell one, the judge knocked one down.

When Tiemian fell a pair, the judge killed a pair.

Soon, everyone understood the meaning of the conversation between the two.

In just a few breaths, there was only one left standing out of more than 20 Snow Mountain Sect disciples.

This was the odd number!

It was really difficult for Tiemian Judge to do this. Who would do this?

Plop!

Before the two could start, the man fell to the ground with his eyes black.

There is a saying.

There are wolves in front and tigers behind, how to get through?

Of course... fainted.