After the world collapsed

Chapter 159 Wind Marks
There was a rumbling sound, and a huge thunderbolt poured down, landing in the south wind army formation.

The thunder light did not dissipate immediately after landing, and after bombarding the ground, raging flames actually appeared.

For a moment, there was chaos in the Nanfeng army formation. I don't know how many soldiers were directly smashed into powder by the thunder light, and I don't know how many soldiers are struggling desperately with fire all over their bodies.

What even the Master Military Advisor didn't know was that there were also two immortal cultivators who were in the state of concentrating the mind, and their souls were directly split.

After one blow, Cheng Xu's face also turned pale. With his foundation-building cultivation, he had almost emptied all of his vitality by activating two magic circles one after another.

But even with this lightning-guiding array, the current situation is still not optimistic enough. Just when the military master wanted to try his best to activate the magic circle to attract thunder again, a breath suddenly appeared beside him.

He was so focused on controlling the magic circle that he didn't even notice the opponent's approach.

Cheng Xu turned his head and saw that the visitor was wearing a green shirt, with a fur apron on his shoulders, a sword at his waist, a face like a crown jade, and eyes like bright stars.

The consciousness swept over subconsciously. It was also in the early stage of foundation establishment. Is it an enemy or a friend?
"My Xiaoyaozong, Huang Shaofei." The young man gave a slight salute, and he naturally saw the man in front of him who looked like a military advisor urging the formation in front of him.

Moreover, the thunder behind the battlefield in the distance seemed to be caused by this person, but he couldn't detect this person's cultivation level. Could it be a monk in the middle stage of foundation establishment?

"Xiaoyaozong? You are finally here." Although Cheng Xu is so deep in the city, he almost didn't cry when he heard the word "Xiaoyaozong". Good guy, wait and see, Xiaoyaozong finally sent someone to help the Jin Kingdom .

The immortal cultivators from the Great Southern Kingdom brought their troops almost straight to Huanglong, and Xiaoyaozong just appeared, but it seems that it is not too late now.

Cheng Xu immediately gave up the idea of ​​triggering the thunder again, and his meridians might really not be able to bear it any longer.

"Is there only Huang Daoyou alone?" Cheng Xu looked to the left and looked around, but he didn't see any other monks around.

"Oh, they've already passed the battlefield. Brother Xiao asked me to protect you." Huang Shaofei said in a deep voice. Of course he didn't know that the military adviser had almost exhausted all his energy at this time. The local monks came around and attacked him, and Cheng Xu, who was not good at close combat, might be really dangerous.

Huang Shaofei thought that this person's cultivation base was higher than his, so he didn't think that this person needed his own protection, but since Senior Brother Xiao said so, he naturally had to follow suit.

"Xiao Yicai is here too?" Cheng Xu had a surprised look on his face when he heard the word Senior Brother Xiao. He didn't know anyone else in the Xiaoyao Sect, so he must have heard the name Xiao Yicai before.

Huang Shaofei nodded and didn't say anything more. Instead, he jumped up and landed on the roof of the carriage beside him, looking in the direction of the battlefield.

Only then did Cheng Xu signal the vigilant soldiers around him to relax. These Silver Dragon Army soldiers were naturally very afraid of immortal cultivators after experiencing the previous incident. Huang Shaofei's sudden appearance really startled them all, and they took up weapons and aimed at them. The visitor didn't dare to make a move easily, and he put down his weapon and waited for orders until the military adviser signaled.

Huang Shaofei's eyes were sharp, and he saw several scenes of immortal cultivators fighting at a glance.

The female monk who was watching the thunderbolt came back to her senses, and when she looked at the sky again, she found that there was no rain of arrows falling from the sky above the paper umbrella, and the secret path was not good at the moment.

Looking at the smoke in front again, he immediately knew that he had been fooled.

The smoke permeating the formation of the two armies suddenly dispersed at one place, as if being sucked away by something, a dazzling light appeared from it.

Zhu Ze's arrow condensed all the energy in his body, and there were wind patterns at the tip of the arrow.

With enough energy, Zhu Ze twisted the arrow tail violently with his right hand pulling the string, and the bowstring and arrow tail rotated for half a circle. At the same time, the bowstring finally heard the sound of breaking several times.

At this moment, he finally let go, and the bowstring that he spun half a turn changed from tight to loose, driving the arrow body to spin and shoot.

The wind pattern at the tip of the arrow also rotated accordingly, making a sound of piercing through the air.

The sound was extremely sharp, as if a hundred birds were singing together. With the rapid flight of the arrow, the swirling wind patterns drove the surrounding wind to become stronger and stronger.

Within a few tens of feet, a strong gust of wind was formed, and it was born out of nowhere, across the sky.

Seeing this, the woman wanted to take back the paper umbrella, but found that it was too late. Seeing the wind blowing, she could only subconsciously activate the Yuanli shield.

This Yuanli shield can resist ordinary arrows, but facing Zhu Ze's charged arrow, the wind driven by it has already shattered the Yuanli shield before the arrow flew to it.

"How is that possible?!" The woman exclaimed, Zhu Ze is only a monk in the early stage of Concentration. Although she is not good at attacking but better at defense, she is still at the late stage of Concentration, and she can't resist this arrow.

The wind rolled by the arrow struck, and the woman's figure was instantly swallowed up. The wind hasn't dissipated yet, and continued to fly all the way backward. The wind swept away a large number of southerly cavalry around the place it passed.

They even crossed the battlefield and reached the camp behind the South Wind Army.

The thunder just now had already caused the camp here to be in chaos. At this time, there was another arrow cutting across the battlefield, and the soldiers of the Nanfeng Army had no time to take care of it.

The red light appeared again, and this time it was accurately submerged in the wind volume, and the two collided and produced a huge explosion in an instant.

The scope of the explosion was so wide that the Nanfeng soldiers on both sides were shaken backwards and forwards.

An arrow annihilated the female monk, Zhu Ze's entire right arm trembled slightly, and his left hand could barely lift the bow. All the energy in his body was exhausted, and suddenly an ice thorn hit him in front of him, and he unexpectedly No response.

This is the disadvantage after the exhaustion of energy, the body consciousness will become extremely dull within a certain period of time.

Seeing the ice thorns approaching, Zhu Ze smiled slightly. He was proud enough to defeat his opponent with one move across two levels.

He practiced bow and arrow since he was a child, before he became a cultivator. When he was 12 years old, an old man passed by their village and saw Xiao Zhuze who was shooting a target. Since then, the old man came to watch him practice every now and then.

Until one day, the old man finally couldn't help but came forward to check his roots and aptitude, but he just shook his head regretfully and left. After that, the old man never came again, but little Zhuze found his bedside There are two more books, one mind method and one bow and arrow method.

Since then, he who has a fair understanding has secretly started to study by himself. He knows that this is a rare opportunity. Maybe his aptitude is poor, but he is much better than others around him if he can cultivate.

Finally, relying on nearly 20 years of hard work to make up for his weakness, he stepped into the state of concentration. Of course, this is only the state of cultivation, and his archery has already been practiced to the state of perfection.

He thought that the state of concentration was his end point, but thanks to the Jinhuang's favor, Zhu Ze went to Jindu, and his only errand was to teach the imperial guards or princes how to archery.

He also thought that one day he would be able to truly fight against immortal cultivators. After the battle outside the city of Zaozawa, he had a clear understanding of his own strength. Arrow, the opponent must avoid its edge.

Now that he has done it, he wiped out the later stages of Ningshen with one arrow, and took away hundreds of cavalry along the way. Zhu Ze feels that he has not let down Jinhuang's kindness of knowing him for so many years.

It was a bit of a pity to die like this, because he never found the old man back then, and he didn't call Master in person.

Before he closed his eyes, he still wanted to avoid it, but his body still fell to the ground uncontrollably.

After waiting for a while, Zhu Ze didn't feel any discomfort in his body, and wondered if he missed the shot?
Opening his eyes, a young man in brocade robes stood in front of him, at the same time a strong hand pulled him up from behind.

Standing still tremblingly, Zhu Zehui glanced at the strong man behind him, what was this strong man carrying?coffin?

At the same time, a woman's silver bell-like laughter came from behind the strong man.

"Brother, he's so funny, he just sat there as if resigned to his fate." The woman came out from behind the strong man, looked at Zhu Ze and said jokingly.

The latter blushed, and it was the first time he was laughed at by such a good-looking woman, which made him a little at a loss.

The brawny man was unsmiling, and asked with a little admiration, "What was that move called just now?"

Zhu Ze's heart surged when he asked this question. It seemed that his arrow was really amazing, and it could attract the attention of his colleagues. He cleared his throat and replied earnestly: "A blow with energy!"

"What kind of stupid name!" The woman frowned and immediately rejected the name.

Zhu Zexin said that this was written in the legal decision left by the old man back then.

"Or call it 'Wind Mark'." As she spoke, she looked at the place where the arrow Zhu Ze shot just now passed.

A long dent mark was impressively displayed, passing through the south wind iron cavalry from several feet in front to the front of the south wind camp. There was an arc-shaped pattern every half a foot in the dent, which must have been formed by the rotation of the wind pattern.

At the end is a larger depression, one can imagine the scale of the explosion just now.

Zhu Ze also looked at the front in a daze, unable to believe that it was caused by his own arrow just now.

(End of this chapter)