1922 Xiaoyao Team VS Fuso Team, a Strong Crush (2)

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The Zhentian Arrow was still flying forward, getting closer and closer to Luoyu.

"Little Seven—!!" Everyone exclaimed.

call out--!

At this moment, a sound of breaking through the air sounded.

A silver-gray arrow cut through the sky and hit the sky-shattering arrow directly.

The sky-shattering arrow, which was invincible and could even destroy the giant ape puppet, made a painful hum, stayed in the air for a few seconds, and then fell to the ground.

Yuan Dajun's eyes widened in horror, his neck stiffened, and slowly, slowly, he turned to the direction where Chu Moli was.

I saw that the young man in the wheelchair was still pale and gentle, and the wounds and blood on his shoulders made him extraordinarily weak.

However, he did not know when a silver longbow appeared in his hand.

The longbow is very strange. At first glance, it is so crystal clear and radiant, but when you look closely, it feels blurry, as if it will dissipate like water vapor at any time.

And the silver-gray arrow is more like a cloud of smoke condensed.

The slender hands slowly bent their bows and arrows, aiming at Yuan Dajun.

After meeting the frightened eyes of Dajun Uehara, the sick and weak young man curled his lips into a smile, indescribably shy and gentle.

The next moment, with a whoosh, the arrow was fired.

Yuan Dajun was like a bird frightened, he was about to hide with a scream.

However, the next moment, the pain of being penetrated by the arrow did not come, but a shrill scream sounded in his ear, "Ah——!!"

Yuan Dajun turned back suddenly, and his pupils shrank suddenly when he saw the scene in front of him.

It wasn't him who was shot, but... it was an earth cultivator who was protecting him.

He opened his mouth to speak, however, the third arrow had already roared.

There was another scream, and another cultivator who protected him was also pierced by an arrow in the chest.

The injuries of the two monks were so severe that they were directly judged as unable to fight by [Viewing the Flowers in the Mirror] and were sent out.

Yuan Dajun broke out in a cold sweat while holding Zhentiangong's hand, and then met Chu Moli's gentle smiling eyes, his whole body was shaking.

how come? How could this be?

Even if it is his sky-shattering arrow, unless the arrow hits the heart and head, it is impossible for a Jindan cultivator to lose his combat effectiveness directly.

But this Chu Moli was just a random arrow, why...why did two cultivators who were good at defense die directly.

Yes, thankfully this is looking at flowers in the mirror.

If it was on a real battlefield, they would be dead.

And then, it's his turn!

The stands were already boiling and screaming again.

"What did I say! What did I say!!! No one in the Xiaoyao team is weak, the cripple you think is the most powerful in the Xiaoyao team. Hahahaha!"

"One arrow kills a cultivator above the third rank of Jindan. This Chu Moli's long-range attack ability far exceeds that of Yuan Dajun of the Fusang team. What kind of bow and arrow is he holding?"

"God! When did the Canglan Realm begin to have so many monsters against the sky? I thought that the Xiaoyao team could stay until now, all because of Jun Muyan's strong support, I only now know that the original Xiaoyao team Everyone's strength is so strong, even if there is no Jun Muyan, they are still the kings of this competition!"

Chu Mo raised his hand, and the silver longbow disappeared. His face was a little paler than before, but his expression remained the same for ten thousand years. He said slowly, "Xiao Wu, it's up to you next."

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