Chapter 1372: Always Using Magic Arrows

Just as Shi Cai was being burned, three figures flashed around him.

The three of them are the one-star war saints of the Shi family.

"A half step too late!"

Shi Yixiao said bitterly.

"Who are you?"

Shi Wuhen looked at Hei Bao.

Shi Daiyang also stared at Hei Bao.

"Boss, do you want to kill these three?"

Hei Bao ignored them and turned to look at Zhang Xing.

"It's not easy for saints to practice, so please spare them."

Zhang Xing said lightly.

"Spare us?"

"As if you can win!"

"The tone is not small!"

The three ancestors said disdainfully.

Why does the style of painting feel wrong? These lines should have been spoken by the three of them.

At this time, Hei Bao said it, and the more the three of them thought about it, the more awkward they felt.

The competition hasn't even started yet, so why don't you treat these three one-star warriors as a piece of cake?

"My boss said, spare the lives of the three of you, get out!"

Hei Bao had his hands behind his back with a look of contempt on his face.

"Who are you? This place belongs to our Historian family. Other sects must abide by the rules and not rob it. Otherwise, I will go to the Alliance Elders Council to sue you!"

Shi Yixiao thought Zhang Xing and Hei Bao were from other families.

Of course, they all knew the saint-level powerful people, but they were very unfamiliar with Zhang Xing and Hei Bao.

"From now on, your historian family no longer owns this place. Leave immediately, otherwise you will be killed without mercy!"

Zhang Xing said lightly.

"Hmph! It's not certain who will leave and who will stay!"

"Come on, come on! Let's talk about the rest after we fight!"

Shi Wuhen snorted coldly.

"There are only two of you, and each of you will be considered a winner if you win one game. Who comes first?"

Shi Daiyang said.

"Why go to all this trouble? I'm enough to beat you three!"

Hei Bao looked proud and hooked his fingers at the three of them.

"act recklessly!"

"I don't know the size!"

"I don't know how high the sky is!"

The three of them shook their sleeves and said contemptuously.

"Stop talking nonsense and let the fight begin!"

Heibao said.

"Since you are eager to get beaten, we won't be polite!"

Shi Yixiao winked at the two brothers while speaking.

The three of them rushed out instantly.

But just as their figures flew more than ten meters away, they felt the air around them change.

"What the hell?"

"What's this?"

"It's like we've fallen into a quagmire!"

Seeing only three people was like a lens that had been slowed down dozens of times.

He still kept flying, moving slowly in the air with a look of panic on his face.

"No! This is magic!"

Shi Wuhen said suddenly.

The other two people also looked shocked.

"The other party is a Demon Saint?"

"It's broken! I was careless!"

The three of them looked remorseful.

In fact, the names of War Saint and Demon Saint have only changed.

In terms of the essence of the battle, it's still the same.

Being distanced by the magician, the warrior will definitely suffer a big loss.

Warriors in the Eastern Continent don't like magic, and they all think that magicians have too many rules, which are unbearable and cumbersome.

Especially the long spell made them feel too troublesome.

Far less powerful than the rough martial arts of a warrior.

"Pay attention to defense. His magic has a time limit. As long as you can persist, the magician will escape."

The three of them did not communicate, but spoke loudly on purpose.

This is also intended to cause some psychological pressure on Hei Bao.

Hei Bao didn't care what they said, he was thinking about how to make these three old guys cry.

After thinking for a while, his eyes lit up.

A word comes to mind.

"Hit!"

right! Just do it!

"Just keep hanging in the air and fight!"

Next…

"Magic Arrow!"

"Magic Arrow!"

"..."

Keep hitting with magic arrows.

The three ancestors of the Shi family are almost furious!