0235. Spider Temple

"Back off."

The young leader of the Sheyue Tribe shouted loudly, and he strode out from the cone-shaped battle formation, like a moving black iron tower, approaching the old zombie with a hooked nose, shooting three times with one step, and four arrows with one shot. .

This time, his arrows no longer only pursue lethality, but become faster, more accurate, and sharper, in line with the key points of single-target combat.

The bow shook like a thunderbolt.

One person and one bow shot out a rain of arrows that filled the sky.

The hook-nosed zombie old man strolled away, slapping his palms continuously. The blue inner energy surged like a raging wave, and the freezing air rolled, freezing and crushing all the arrows that were shot...

"kill!"

The young leader of the Sheyue Tribe exerted force under his feet, and his figure suddenly rose up from the ground. He was in mid-air, holding the special-shaped long bow with both hands. He twisted and pulled, and saw the bowstring of the long bow shrink and split into two in the middle. The giant long bow turned into two scimitars, one on the left and one on the right, and slashed down.

The warriors of the grassland not only have amazing shooting skills, but their close combat abilities are also extremely terrifying.

The old zombie with an aquiline nose did not dare to neglect. He put a pair of palms in his hands and pulled them. A faint blue light was pulled out from the palms and transformed into a thin blue sword. He held the sword in his left hand and flicked his wrist. , the sword rain fell all over the sky.

True Qi takes shape.

Condensing the cultivated innate true energy into weapons is something that only a strong person who has transformed at least 30% of his body's inner energy into innate true energy can do.

Ding ding ding!

At this moment, it seemed as if a metal storm had rolled up, with dazzling sparks sputtering, and the continuous sound of clashing weapons constantly erupting in the dark night sky.

Immediately, the sparks converged.

The body of the young leader of the Sheyue Tribe was covered with blood.

His double swords were not able to completely block the opponent's rapier. In an instant, he was hit by at least dozens of swords. But fortunately, with his fearless and almost fatal style of fighting, the sword wounds only pierced the muscles. , no muscles or bones were injured.

But for the prairie warriors, such injuries were nothing at all.

"Rush! Don't stop, I'm going to trap this old dog."

The young leader of the Sheyue Tribe was so powerful that he ignored his injuries and turned into a sword-light storm again, sweeping directly towards the hook-nosed zombie old man again.

The other grassland warriors, with the young military advisor as the tip of the awl, continued to rush outward.

Their previous plan was to just rush out of Jiaofangsi Liufang Street, join up with the reinforcements that had been prepared for a long time, and then rush out of Chang'an City all the way. If they were blocked here for too long, they would wait until the garrison guards from various districts in Chang'an City After joining together and cooperating with the field army stationed outside the city, no matter how tough the grassland warriors are, they will be outnumbered and all of them will be buried here.

Therefore, there must be no delay.

"Hey, lie down for me."

The hook-nosed zombie old man suddenly shouted coldly and escaped from the battle group. His whole body's aura condensed and suddenly surged. His blue rapier sword flashed, and blue ice crystal snowflakes suddenly flew up all over the sky. As he drew his rapier, The snowflake turned into a huge blue bone dragon and engulfed the young master of the Sheyue Tribe.

"Sirius Moon Killing Slash!"

The young master of the Sheyue Tribe knew that the critical moment was coming, and at the same time he used his ultimate move. The two swords moved up and down, like two moons, rising and falling in front of him. The inner energy in his body was surging, and it was operating in a unique way. In the surging air, there was something faint. The sound of wolves howling on the prairie, and the shadow of a moon-swallowing silver wolf appeared behind him.

"cut!"

he shouted.

The Moon Swallowing Silver Wolf also jumped out and pounced towards the Blue Bone Dragon.

Extreme moves versus extreme moves.

Killing style collision killing style.

In the void, the air flow is reversed and chaotic.

boom!

Violent explosions spread in the void.

The Moon-Swallowing Silver Wolf and the Blue Bone Dragon exploded and shattered almost at the same time, turning into violent energy.

The young leader of the Sheyue Tribe was like a black iron sculpture, standing on the spot, motionless, using his own strength to resist the impact so as not to affect other companions nearby, while the old zombie with a hooked nose took three steps back. Then all the turbulent energy was completely eliminated.

In comparison, the young leader of the Sheyue Tribe was obviously weaker than the old zombie with a hooked nose.

Moreover, the murderous intention is not gone.

In this turbulent flow, a chill came silently.

Freezing air.

The young leader of the Sheyue Tribe was not aware of it for a moment, and was shaken by the cold air. His whole body was filled with cold air, and his hair and eyebrows were stiff. He suddenly opened his mouth and spurted out a blood arrow, and the blood froze into red ice before it even hit the ground.

"Die."

The hook-nosed zombie old man flashed, pulled out an afterimage, and pierced the heart of the young leader of the Sheyue Tribe with a sword.

The young leader of the Sheyue Tribe, who was almost frozen, acted stiffly and seemed unable to dodge. At this moment, a flash of golden light flashed, and with a clang, the golden bow appeared at the critical moment, blocking the sword.

But it was the Qingyan Saint who took action.

The young leader of the Sheyue Tribe was rescued by a young military advisor.

"Take everyone away. I'll stop him." With the [Yellow Sun Divine Bow] in hand, the prairie Valkyrie attacked the hook-nosed zombie old man. She raised her hand and fired dozens of golden arrows.

The figure of the old zombie with a hooked nose was like a willow tree supported by a strong wind, flashing rapidly to avoid the frenzied golden arrows.

However, the Valkyrie's shooting skills are faster, her fiery figure is like dancing, and she plucks the bow string with her bare hands like a piano string. The moonlight shines on the bow string, like running water swimming, and the crazy golden arrows , formed instantly, like a sudden rain, covering the figure of the old zombie with a hooked nose.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh.

The power of the divine bow was pushed to the extreme.

"Ah..." The old man with a hook-nosed zombie suddenly shouted and retreated sharply. A golden arrow from his shoulder was inserted into his body, but no blood flowed out. His face was ferocious and he said: "This is the great philosopher of the past. Do you know the [My Heart Sky Arrow] method, are you a descendant of Dazhe?"

The Qingyan Saint remained silent and fired arrows.

"Don't think that I can't help you. Your archery skills are less than one-tenth of the great philosopher of the past." The hook-nosed zombie old man was furious. The netherworld energy was flowing all over his body. He dug his hands into the treasure bag and grabbed it. A pair of bone sticks came out, dancing like the wind, smashing all the golden arrows that were shot.

"This bone rod was made by me from the leg bones of the corpse of a prairie celestial being..." The hook-nosed zombie old man laughed, "If your [My Heart Sky Arrow] method is the same as that of the great prairie philosopher Farewell..." One-tenth, I can’t do anything to you, but..."

Halfway through his words, his expression suddenly changed and he looked towards the east.

"Junior brother..." Tears suddenly fell from his eyes: "No, junior brother, who killed you?"

He sensed that his junior brother, who was as close as a brother, actually died in battle.

How is this possible? Except for a few people in Chang'an City, who can break the Iron Wood Demonic Art?

"Ah..." His body turned into a long wind, sweeping across the night sky, speeding directly towards the east, completely abandoning the Qingyan Saint and others.

The Holy Goddess Qingyan relaxed, her figure swayed slightly, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

"Your Highness the Saint..." The two female wolf guards were shocked and rushed over to help her.

"It doesn't matter, it's just a matter of forcibly activating the divine bow, which will cause a loss of energy." She waved her hands and looked pale. After being captured by the Qin State, her inner energy was banned, hunger and thirst were mixed, and her physical strength and blood were declining. Just now, in order to fight against the enemy, she forced it The divine bow suffered a backlash, not a serious injury.

"Walk."

The grassland military advisor shouted.

While the hook-nosed zombie old man was madly leaving, it was a good opportunity to rush out. If he hesitated any longer, I'm afraid something would change.

The Holy Maiden of Qingyan nodded and stepped forward quickly.

However, she also glanced towards the east with great confusion.

The two Nether monsters are extremely talented and terrifying in strength, and the Iron Wood Demonic Skill is almost immortal. They have also gained a huge reputation in recent years. It is rumored that they have been conquered by the Western Qin royal family. Even if they are at the peak of the Xiantian realm, It is extremely difficult to kill them. Looking at it just now, one of the two Netherworld monsters was killed?

Who can actually do such a thing?

The crowd of grassland warriors rushed toward the Liufang Street exit like a strong wind.

The Dongcheng District garrison stationed at the exit was defeated almost instantly at the moment of contact.

Seeing that the exit was just around the corner, many female Wolf God Guards warriors and warriors from the Sheyue Tribe had joyful smiles on their faces.

However, at this moment, the complexion of the Qingyan Holy Maiden suddenly changed.

"Stop." she shouted.

Several soldiers of the Sheyue Tribe did not react. The figure rushed out of the street. Suddenly, his body was like a branch cut open by a sharp knife. It fell apart silently and turned into pieces. It fell to the ground. On the ground, he was completely dead without even a scream.

"What?"

"what happened?"

"It's spider silk...spider silk from the prairie."

The expressions of the young military strategist, the young leader of the Sheyue Tribe, and others changed drastically, and they shouted to stop the others.

The charging formation suddenly stopped.

The six most elite warriors of the Sheyue Tribe were turned into pieces of flesh right in front of everyone's eyes, including the weapons in their hands and the clothes on their bodies. They were cut open by invisible spider threads. Their bodies were extremely miserable. All turned into irregular pieces.

An angry look appeared on the face of the Qingyan Saint.

"They are from the Spider Temple."

she said.

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the other grassland warriors all changed drastically, as if they had encountered something extremely terrifying.

"That's good, it was the people from the Spider Temple who secretly ambushed us that day..." The hatred in the eyes of the Holy Girl Qingyan could not be concealed. The reason why she and the forty-six female warriors of the Wolf God were humiliated today , all given by the Spider Temple.

"How come the people from the Spider Temple are here?"

The young military advisor frowned.

"Haha, I'm here, I've been waiting for a long time." A skinny figure, wearing a green robe, walked out of the shadows. He was as thin and skinny as a dwarf. One person and one shadow blocked all the prairie warriors.

"Sure enough, it's you!" said the Qingyan Saint.