Chapter 643: Zhu Xian Crossbow Arrows Are Rampant, Tu Wa Zi Is Very Confused

Suddenly.

Endless burial energy spewed out from the sharp teeth in the scarlet eyes like a raging wind and huge waves, all pouring towards the royal city suspended in the air, and the void was full of crackling sounds.

It didn't believe that this attack couldn't break the holy land.

But soon, the fat burial king realized that something was wrong.

I saw that its terrifying palm was only less than ten thousand feet away from the royal city, and it couldn't move any further.

The huge palm was like a muddy sea, and it was even more like being trapped in a swamp.

The surroundings of the towering giant city seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier, and then it was easily resolved.

On the giant city, transparent ripples like water could be seen rippling.

Feeling the inexplicable power coming from the towering giant city in front of him, the fat burial king, who was originally confident of victory, couldn't help but narrow his eyes and was extremely surprised.

You know, even if the slap just now was not full force, it was enough to easily overturn a small domain.

It was just a city. Although it looked unusually large, it should not be able to withstand it. It collapsed in an instant and turned into ruins. This was the normal result.

"Playing tricks, let me break it!"

The face of the Fat Burial King immediately turned red after making a fool of himself in front of so many old friends.

It should have been a sure thing. The Lord of Liu Village did not show up, and no other Immortal King came out to stop it.

It roared angrily, suppressing the faint uneasiness in its heart. As the sharp fangs in the narrow and bloody mouth on its abdomen collided with each other, it was unwilling to be outdone and swung its other arm to slap it hard.

For a while, the thick aura of death swept all around, and the void was even withering and cracking inch by inch, like a dry land, collapsing layer by layer at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This was not the real power of death. It was already one of the supreme powers. Only after becoming an emperor could one have a certain chance of mastering it.

But even if there is only a slight resemblance, it is still extraordinary.

"Shh..."

Compared to the previous slap, the power of this slap is obviously much greater, surging and surging, with burial energy overflowing, as if it can even cut through time and be indestructible.

The giant palm exerted force, and the brilliance in it was dazzling, as if countless suns exploded at the same time, and the light for a moment was even a little dazzling, trying to completely crush the power in the giant city.

However, what surprised the Fat Burial King was that no matter how hard it tried, it was forcibly stopped like before.

The Fat Burial King frowned, it had never encountered such a situation.

As a hegemon, it has long been accustomed to crushing everything with absolute power.

But at this moment, it felt as if its power was bound by an invisible yoke and could not exert its due power.

Very fierce.

It seemed to have sensed something, and suddenly looked up at this towering giant city.

Suddenly, a light flashed on the city wall, as if some unimaginable power was slowly gathering, so bright that it couldn't help but squint its eyes.

As the light got closer, the Fat Burial King finally saw what it was.

It was actually a bronze arrow.

No, to be more precise, it was actually an arrow, but it was shown in the form of a physical object.

It was rusty and large, but it was too old, and even cracks could be vaguely seen on the arrow light, as if it would shatter to the ground in the next moment.

It was clearly an arrow light, but it could be shown in a physical form, and it was impossible to distinguish it at all, which only showed that this arrow light was definitely an unimaginable treasure.

"Swish..."

The bronze arrow pierced the void, making a harsh sound, like a long rainbow piercing the sun, so thick that it illuminated the huge city by three points.

"Not good!"

Feeling the bone-piercing sharpness, the Fat Burial King's face suddenly became extremely solemn.

It realized it later.

The arrow was actually aimed at it.

"I am a king. If someone of the same realm doesn't come out, who can suppress me?"

The fat burial king had a gloomy face. Instead of retreating, he advanced and suppressed the uneasiness in his heart. He immediately raised his big hand and grabbed the gorgeous bronze arrow feathers that were rushing into the sky.

As a powerful king, it boasted that it had all kinds of means, so why should it be afraid?

But at the moment when its palm touched the bronze arrow feathers, an indescribable terrifying force instantly erupted, like a thunderclap, and a blazing white light instantly exploded in the palm of the fat burial king.

"Ah——"

A shrill scream sounded, and the palm of the fat burial king was instantly blown into a bloody mess, with white bones and blood plasma scattered all over the sky like rain, like a small sun, blazing to the extreme.

This is not over yet. Its huge body trembled violently in the air, as if it was hit by an invisible huge force, and flew backwards uncontrollably, smashing countless huge mountains, mixed with blood plasma, and dyeing the earth.

"Swish..."

It is far from over.

After the first bronze arrow feather was shot out, another sound of breaking through the air was heard in the void.

The same rusty bronze arrow, dazzling and boundless, full of unimaginable murderous intent, came straight to the fat burial king and locked it tightly.

The fat burial king was horrified, panting violently, trying his best to get up from the ground, trying to avoid this attack, but the force seemed to lock it, and he couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

"No! This is impossible!"

The Fat Burial King roared in despair, trembling all over his body, and felt his scalp go cold, with an unprecedented chill running straight to his head.

It seemed that he would really be shot and killed here by the unimaginable bronze arrow feathers.

It twisted its bloated body desperately, trying to dodge, but it was too late.

However, on the way, the second arrow suddenly turned around and reacted, from the original position directly pointing at the chest to the opponent's other palm.

"Puff..."

It hit instantly.

The powerful impact came again, and with a burst of severe pain, the only remaining palm was blown into pieces in an instant.

Thick blood plasma sprayed out from the charred flesh, like a bloody rain.

The figure of the Fat Burial King retreated uncontrollably again, and the two arms with only broken arms left swung wildly like the wings of a hairless chick.

The destructive power contained in it made it unable to condense the broken arms and limbs again.

The expression of the Fat Burial King was extremely horrified.

Why did the second arrow deviate?

It was definitely impossible that it missed.

The person who shot the bronze arrow was clearly teasing it on purpose, wanting to eat it up step by step and suppress it in extreme fear.

Too scary!

Too filmable!

The Fat Burial King swayed his body, leaning against a majestic peak, and his bright broken bones pierced into the surrounding green peaks to keep his body stable.

…

Liu Village, the four corners of the central square.

Four huge arrow towers towering into the clouds stood at the end of the horizon. They were not huge, but they were as chilling as the most terrifying beasts.

"Hey, I clearly aimed, how could I miss?!"

The country boy stood up from the crossbow under him, opened his half-closed left eye, and looked at the pale but still lively Fat Burial King, confused and puzzled.