Chapter 500 The Power of an Arrow

Yuan Hudu suppressed the fear in his heart, his mind went blank for a moment, he weighed the pros and cons, immediately handed over his hands and said loudly:

"Gudu has met the general!"

Yuan Hudu was only afraid that Li Xuanfeng would kill him silently and leave. This sound immediately drowned out all the sounds in the courtyard. The drinkers stopped drinking and closed their mouths in congratulations. Everyone looked at him and stared blankly. Looking towards the stage, they whispered to each other:

"Who is this... who comes to congratulate you? How can he be treated with such respect by Yuan Hudu?"

"It's a foundation-building monk!"

"I'm afraid the person who came here is not good..."

Everyone looked at Li Xuanfeng, who just stood with his hands folded. His eyes gradually became stern. His back was straight and his broad shoulders blocked the light in front of Yuan Hudu. His voice was low and his tone was steady:

"I cannot afford to be a general, Master Yuan. I am just serving in southern Xinjiang. I heard that my children have been wronged, so I came to ask Master Yuan."

His words were not loud, but they could be heard in the courtyard. The monks had sharp ears and eyes, and could hear clearly. They all looked at each other, and all lowered their heads, each with their own thoughts. Some sneered, some were horrified. Some of them were worried about the two families, but most of them were gloating about their misfortune──they all looked on coldly.

‘It turns out to be the Li family! ’

'Hear what he means... He has another hidden agenda...'

Li Xuanfeng's current reputation is resounding. Firstly, it was accumulated through killing monsters and killings, and secondly, it was passed down by word of mouth among the seven direct descendants he met in the cave and overseas.

Although he rarely takes action at home, so most people don't recognize his face or his clothes, but when he said this, when he mentioned Southern Xinjiang and the general, everyone recognized General Li. Qi Qi secretly said in her heart:

"It's [Jin Geng Gang Xian] Li Xuanfeng... that magical bow from Southern Xinjiang!"

Yuan Fuyao turned pale first and retreated silently into the crowd. He had already heard that the incident between the two families had resulted in annulment of the engagement, but there was nothing Yuan Fuyao could do. Yuan Hudu repeatedly reassured him that there was no need to worry. Now he looked at The old man in black and gold armor looked at him and felt more and more confused.

Yuan Hu was alone with sweat on his forehead. At this moment, his life was at stake. He could not say harsh words. But if he gave in, he would offend the Li family and then the Chi family at the same time. A good show would be in vain and he could only vent his anger. , keep silent.

Seeing that he remained silent, Li Xuanfeng said softly:

"The nobles are making false noises and humiliating my family out of thin air. The two families have an old relationship in the past. My brother doesn't want to have more disputes and bring shame to our ancestors, but I don't have that kind of mind. This matter can't be left like this."

Yuan Hudu reluctantly looked at him, and saw a sharp look in the veteran's eyes. His eyes were sharp and full of warning, but not much anger, as if to say:

‘Okay, if you want to show the Chi family’s position, I’ll let him see it all! ’

Yuan Hudu understood that things could not get better, so he sighed slowly, recalling his brother Yuan Huyuan's warning in his mind, and replied:

"What do you want, General?"

Li Xuanfeng lightly touched the black gold beast head on his waist, and he already had a large bow in his hand. Yuan Hudu's eyelids twitched slightly when he saw it, and everyone in the audience shrank their necks and took a step back.

Without him, this long bow would be too ferocious.

The golden bow is about eight feet long, with a horn that is more than three feet long. It is golden and red in color, and its whole body is flowing. The golden energy and blood energy on it seem to rise into the sky. It looks like a murderous weapon for killing countless monsters.

The cultivators below slowly backed away, and then they realized Yuan Hudu's panic under the sweat on his face. Hearing the reputation is always better than seeing it with his own eyes. Seeing that the foundation building was about to start, some people had already resigned, and more people still couldn't overcome the feelings in their hearts. Curious, I watched silently.

The head of the Song family, who was only in the late stage of Qi training, moved away in fear. Li Xuanfeng only looked at Yuan Hudu and said hoarsely:

"I'll give you two ways to go."

He slowly leveled the long bow, and the quiver on his waist made a clanging sound:

"I understand that the master of the house is cautious and is escorted by monks when he goes out. We can try to see if one man and one demon hidden in the mountains can save the master of the house with the combined efforts of the two foundation-building monks."

"It's just that this mysterious arrow is going to be shot out, and there will definitely be blood."

Yuan Hudu never thought that Li Xuanfeng had seen his arrangement clearly, and he was secretly timid. The gold and iron weapons in the courtyard began to tremble and jump. Li Xuanfeng looked at him with sweat dripping down his back, and continued:

"Secondly, for the sake of the friendship between the nobles and my father Ji, I will give the head of the family twenty breaths to only receive one of my arrows. After this arrow passes, the kindness and disgrace of the two families will be equalized, so let's leave it at that!"

Yuan Hudu secretly let out a sigh of relief, understanding that Li Xuanfeng spared his life after all. This arrow was probably made for the Chi family to see, and thought to himself:

"No matter how great you Li Xuanfeng is, how powerful is the power of one arrow?"

But no matter how well he understood the other party's bottom line, he didn't dare to really provoke him. He just raised his hand and replied:

"Please also ask the general to shoot the arrows."

Seeing Li Xuanfeng nod, Yuan Hudu took off in the wind unceremoniously. The two talismans in his sleeves burned rapidly and flew away like stars. The two shields on his body shone brightly and looked very solid.

Li Xuanfeng also followed his movements to draw the bow and nock an arrow. A golden-red spiritual arrow jumped out of the quiver. The long bow lit up with golden light, illuminating the surrounding area. The smooth polished stone bricks on the ground sparkled and reflected A hazy golden light came out.

"Buzz buzz..."

Everyone felt as if their faces were cut by knives, and the fine wines and delicacies on the table began to shake and jingle, and the golden light flowing from the armor on Li Xuanfeng's body became brighter and brighter, slowly rising into the sky.

The arrow on the long bow in his hand is the one that was originally sacrificed by [Six Ding Binghuo] and [Zhi Ge]. Now it is carefully crafted and painted with complex formations, glowing with dazzling brilliance. Waves of powerful energy burst out.

After counting twenty breaths, the monks in the courtyard had retreated outside the courtyard, and Li Xuanfeng gently let go.

"Buzz..."

"Bang!"

The jade cups and jade pots on the tables in the courtyard exploded, and broken jade and clear wine splashed out, scattering all over the sky. The courtyard seemed to be swept by a strong wind, and the tables and chairs collapsed, making a mess.

These things hit everyone's head and face, causing everyone to raise their sleeves to block them, but their spiritual consciousness had already locked onto the golden bow, and they felt that their spiritual consciousness was empty and they had not caught anything.

"So fast."

The golden arrow had disappeared, and everyone had to look up into the distance. A black shadow fell from the horizon like a bird with broken wings. Everyone looked at each other in panic, and Li Xuanfeng, who was at the top, had disappeared.

"Ah?!"

Li Xuanfeng was not arrogant. His black arrow was completely different now. Even if it was taken out of the golden bow in his hand, it would still be a foundation-building magic weapon.

It is even more rare that after being tempered by fire, this mysterious arrow can retain the energy and accumulate the golden energy in advance. Yuan Hudu's immortal foundation, skills and cultivation are all inferior to his. Li Xuanfeng can conclude that this arrow is enough to deter everyone and avenge the previous shame.

Now that the arrow has been shot, it naturally uses magic and floats to the east.

"Hurry up and save the head of the family!"

Everyone was afraid that Yuan Hudu would die here. The head of the Song family was so scared that he hurriedly rode the wind and everyone disappeared like a whirlwind, leaving only Yuan Fuyao and a few people standing in panic in the yard.

...

Yuan Hudu rode the wind and flew. Although he thought that Li Xuanfeng's arrow would not cause any harm, he was also a cautious person and did not take it lightly. He used two talismans in a row and took out a spiritual shield from the storage bag.

Putting this earth-colored spiritual shield behind him, Yuan Hudu felt a little safe. With a thought, he still had eleven breaths of time.

"The farther, the better!"

Relying on past experience, he moved forward in one breath, hesitated for a breath, and said to himself:

"After all, he is a person of the direct lineage of the three sects, so we must not be careless."

Yuan Hudu actually reversed his magic power, his face flushed, his spirit and energy fluctuated, and he used a method of escaping that consumed his essence and blood, and his body was covered with blood and rushed away.

A buzzing and harsh sound suddenly rang in his ears, and two cuts appeared on his cheeks. Yuan Hudu didn't have time to react in horror, but felt his heart empty.

He lowered his head and saw that there was only a big hole between his heart and lungs. Then he heard the sound of the shield shattering. The earth-yellow spirit shield had flown out and sank deeply into the cliff.

Yuan Hudu almost died in one breath, staring straight at the sky, and blood foam spurted out of his mouth.

His tenacious will saved his life. He managed to stabilize his cultivation, and the immortal foundation "Ding Yuanchun" that revitalized and maintained his body quickly started to work, saving his life.

He took out a jade box, crushed it, took out the graceful spiritual flower inside, and swallowed it hastily. A blush suddenly appeared on his face, and he was able to save his life.

He quickly raised his breath, but the magic wind under his feet had been shattered by the brutal golden energy. He had no magic power to control the magic wind, and took out a round object from the storage bag.

This spiritual object was vermilion, like meat but not meat, like soil but not soil, but it kept moving. Yuan Hu stuffed it into the big hole between the heart and lungs, and then he had the energy to drive the wind.

But he felt dizzy and felt a stream of golden energy lingering in his body. The wind under his feet rose and gathered, gathered and dispersed, paused in the air for a while, and broke countless trees before falling to the ground with a plop.

This fall knocked down many trees and startled a group of birds and beasts. He had to stop in the air twice to avoid falling too badly.

But he was seriously injured after all. Although this fall did not kill him, he was unconscious and out of breath. The spirit shield flew out of the mountain and fell beside him with a clang.

Everyone stopped and fell one by one, surrounding Yuan Hudu. They were so shocked that they couldn't speak. They only felt that this person's breath was weak. Before they could take a closer look, a gray mist had already rushed into the crowd, quickly turned into a human form, picked up Yuan Hudu on the ground, and disappeared.

This gray fog was naturally the demon beast of the Yuan family that protected its master. It did not forget to roll up the spiritual shield on the ground, and wiped away the blood on the sand to prevent it from falling into the hands of others, and quickly disappeared into the horizon.

The cultivators could only look at each other and retreat. One of them looked around and sighed:

"The power of an arrow is so great!"

The person next to him nodded with empathy and replied:

"I never thought that after Li Chijing disappeared, the Li family still had such a person! Bullying the orphan..."

"Looking at the look of him who was only one breath away, how could we not kill him? I just spared his life for the sake of friendship!"

...

Qing Dushan.

"Chen Yang... Chen Mufeng..."

Li Xijun was sitting at the table, explaining the previous events in detail, and two old men were sitting in front of him.

The old man in the lead was wearing a wide-sleeved Taoist robe, listening carefully, with a very gentle expression on his face. He was a ninth-level Qi training cultivator. The other one was one-armed, and seemed to be just a mixed Qi. He looked serious and had a head full of white hair.

"Two elders, this is what happened."

After Li Xijun finished speaking, the old man in wide-sleeved Taoist robes sighed and nodded, and replied:

"I understand."

This man is Chen Donghe. Time has passed like flowing water. He has wasted more than ten years in practicing Qi. This old man is diligent and hardworking. Apart from occasionally going to Xiping Mountain to sit, he has no other hobbies.

As for the other person, he is the oldest elder of the Li family, named Li Qiuyang. He was injured in the market and burned by fire. He tried his best to save him. Now his beard and hair are withered, his eyes are dim, and he can hardly move. .

But the old man still nodded and replied:

"I'll go to Chen's house soon!"

One of these two people is Chen Mufeng's master, and the other is the ancestor of the Chen family. Li Xijun naturally trusted him and said softly:

"Just mentioning it, don't take it too seriously."

Li Xijun watched the two of them go down, and then sat back down in the high position. Li Yuexiang on the side blinked and said softly:

"Brother takes great care of you."

Li Chengliao also stood sideways, as if he had something to report, but he didn't find a chance to speak. Li Xijun sighed:

"I see that boy's eyes are unwilling to admit defeat. Although the prince can convince him...but I can't just let these housekeepers go. Naturally, I need to tie a few more chains to feel at ease."

"Chengming Zhou Xing's talent is not very high. Perhaps it was taken over by Zhou Wei alone. It would be difficult for him to support him alone. If Chen Yang uses it well, he can be as powerful as dozens of people."

Li Yuexiang nodded slightly, but before he said anything, Li Xijun thought about it carefully and solemnly asked the two of them to come over:

"Yue Xiang, Cheng Liao, listen carefully."

Li Yuexiang quickly paid attention, Li Chengliao also looked over seriously, and then Li Xijun said softly:

"Looking at the generations of people in power in my family who died violently, were cursed and stabbed to death, how many of them retired after their achievements? Even the homes of ordinary people in the town would not have such sudden deaths from generation to generation. If you sit on Qingdu and Zhongdian, you will have the thought of death."

"When I'm working in Qingdu, and when Cheng Liao is running my family in Lijing, I have to be on guard against the slightest hint of corruption, but if it comes time to exchange my son for my son..."

Li Xijun paused and said softly:

"Don't be stingy with your life, but plan for a hundred years first."

The two nodded. Li Xijun put away the wooden slips in his hands. Li Chengliao took a step forward and said respectfully:

"Eighth uncle, ancestor Xuanfeng showed up at the Song family's wedding, saying that he wanted to settle all the grudges between the two families!"

"The ancestor only fired one arrow and almost beat Yuan Hudu to death. He only managed to survive with one breath and relied on my [Wanling Flower] to hang on to his life, but he was saved by the Yuan family!"

Li Xijun raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this. He already knew that Li Xuanfeng would definitely go to intimidate him, but he never thought that he would be so threatening. He said softly to Li Yuexiang who was standing aside:

"Little sister, my ancestor vented his anger on your behalf!"