The Green Shirts in the Martial Arts Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 159
"boom!"

A loud explosion resounded through the mountains.

Between the mountains and fields, beasts are dormant, and birds are flying in fright, but two figures are seen fighting fiercely, and the fight is indistinguishable.

Dazzling, the mountains and plains are full of two people moving around, changing their moves and fighting strength, going up to the sky, hitting mountains and shaking mountains, trees and trees are destroyed, stones and rocks are broken, majestic momentum collides and collides, and the earth collapses. The crack, actually aroused several springs to rush up, turning into water columns several feet high and low.

The strange cold and the fiery heat swept across the sky, and the mountains and forests were suddenly covered with ice and frost, and suddenly the fire was burning in the sky, and the wonders continued.

Fighting seventy or eighty strokes, the two fought in the air, and as a ball of brilliant brilliance burst out from the palms, the waves of the sky rippled like ripples, and the shadows of various transformations flew back and looked at each other from a distance.

The two heroes confront each other.

At this time, Chu Xiangyu's climate is very successful, the two energy forces in his body, water and fire, have broken the shackles of incompatibility. It fueled the three-point arrogance.

Yuan Shisanxian stared coldly, unmoved, but smiled half-smiling as if watching a joke, his eyes lowered, looking at the layer of cold frost on the ten fingers of both hands, he gently rubbed his ten fingers, and grinned He chuckled lightly and said, "It seems that you have tried your best, you might as well guess... how much effort did I use?"

While chatting and laughing, he raised his eyes slowly, stretched his right hand from his sleeve, and a delicate and simple crossbow was already in his hand.

"Since Zhuge used a hundred moves to defeat you, then I will kill you before the hundred moves."

He held a crossbow in his right hand, and drew an arrow in his left hand. The arrow was in the quiver on his back waist, and two small blue and black arrows had been twisted out.

Sad little arrow.

If the thirteen unique skills and 77 kinds of thaumaturgy are mysterious means that can be understood and guessed, then the "Sad Little Arrow" is a magical weapon, which can be comprehended very logically, transcending the mundane world, and is no longer in the category of martial arts.

Chu Xiangyu narrowed his eyes sharply, and his heart froze.

Even if he has reached another level, he still can't underestimate this arrow.

It is life or death, which is strong and which is weak, and it is determined by one move.

Yuan Shisanxian didn't say much anymore, he just made a very simple action.

Raise the arrow.

nock.

The arrow is on the string.

There is no such earth-shattering power, nor is there such an extraordinary scene.

The string has returned to normal, and the arrow has disappeared.

But above the pitch-black night sky, if there is a row of dazzling sparks shining, it disappears in a flash.

"Good come!"

Chu Xiangyu also saw this arrow, breathed heavily in his mouth and raised his breath, moved his palms together, water, fire, yin and yang blended together in the palms, both hands clasped together and held together, outside his body, a cloud of mysterious aura like a dream bubble appeared out of thin air, Like water ripples, it enveloped him completely, and his figure was twisting.

The water and fire flowed on it, emitting a hidden brilliance, but once they blended together, there was a shocking, horrifying and moving change. From a distance, it seemed to be covered with a touch of gray, dead and dim, and there seemed to be thunder and fire. Splashing, as if it could absorb moonlight.

Just at this moment, an extra arrow shot out from the top of his head, the arrow fell from the sky and shot directly at Baihui acupoint.

"what!"

Chu Xiangyu raised his head to the sky and yelled, his hands were propped up empty-handed, and the aura in his whole body was as if the wind and clouds were changing, flying sand and rolling stones.

The moment the little arrow approached the body, there was a sudden pause, and it was blocked three feet away by the protective energy, hanging in the air without falling, and the two were in a stalemate.

"Take it?"

Qi Shaoshang, who happened to come over, was shocked and lost his mind.

Such an astonishing arrow was actually taken by Chu Xiangyu.

Yuan Shisanjian raised his eyebrows, as if surprised, but he just glanced at it indifferently, smiled slightly, and showed his madness.

But Chu Xiangyu's mind was in a frenzy, there was no trace of joy on his face, instead he was solemn and gloomy, gradually showing shock, his solemn facial features were distorted, he gritted his teeth, blood came out from his bite.

Because Yuan Thirteen had just drawn out two arrows, but he only saw one arrow.

What about the other arrow?
As soon as the thought came to him, a bright blood flower bloomed from the back of his foot, and a small green and black arrow flew out soundlessly, piercing the sole of his foot and breaking the Yongquan acupoint.

On the ground, there was an invisible arrow hole.

Qi Shaoshang's hands and feet were cold.

This arrow is no different from the two arrows he and Chen Zhuo met before, because those two arrows can't turn, let alone shoot into the soil, they travel underground.

The small arrow was like a fish leaping into the air, trembling lightly, the arrow's path was abrupt, and it was already pointing at Chu Xiangyu's heart.

"My life is over!"

Chu Xiangyu's face was ashen.

However, at this moment, an iron arrow flew towards his armpit, and the arrow shot straight, unexpectedly collided with the small arrow that leaped into the air.

With a sound of "ding", the iron arrow broke in the air and fell powerlessly, but the small arrow was actually deflected by a few inches.

Chu Xiangyu's eyes and canthus were completely cracked, and with both palms retracted, he took an arrow with his body and shoulders, and was already shrinking and flying back.

The small arrow above the head also fell sharply, falling several feet, the arrow's path suddenly turned, and it chased Chu Xiangyu like a poisonous snake, dragging a frightening blue phantom under the moonlight.

When Qi Shaoshang saw the iron arrow flying across the sky, he thought that Chen Zhuo was still alive, and when he looked over in surprise, he saw that it was a strange young man, wearing armor, holding an iron bow, and dressed like a soldier.

At the same time, he flitted and leaped under his feet, the light of the sword in his hand flew down like water, and flashed in front of the young man.

It was another small arrow.

The young man also reacted in an instant, opened his bow and set up an arrow, an iron arrow shot straight at Yuan Thirteen, but when the arrow arrived in front of him, he was pushed aside casually.

But Chu Xiangyu's air hole was broken, and his feet were stained with blood, but the little arrow in front of him seemed to communicate with the shooter, like a living creature, flying around him constantly and changing, and was forced to panic.

These methods are truly terrifying.

The long sword in Qi Shaoshang's hand was already ordinary, the original "Blue Dragon Sword" was destroyed by Chen Zhuo, this sword was just obtained by him from his brother, now he was overwhelmed by the repeated fierce fighting, only collided with the small arrow, immediately With a "bang", it turned into fragments all over the sky, leaving nothing but the hilt in his hand.

But he was not afraid of defeat, instead he dodged in front of the young man, gritted his teeth, grasped and grabbed it with both hands, channeled his internal energy between his fingers, grabbed and buckled, and caught the little arrow in a split second.

The small arrow was in hand, but there was an unpredictable force rushing towards him, it slid against the ground against Qi Shaoshang, flew backwards, and still trembling, slowly squeezed in, bringing out two bloodstains, the arrow cluster was gone Slowly drilled into the chest.

Then Chu Xiangyu also went to the extreme, wanted to risk his life while dodging the dodge, and rushed towards the Yuan Thirteenth Limit, but the little arrow turned up and down, coming and going without a trace, hard to guard against, it was really hard to deal with.

Xu Shi was on fire, Chu Xiangyu raised his air force again in the palm of his hand, and met the arrow with his palm, and with his left hand, he tentatively reached out and grabbed it.

"puff!"

Without accident, the little arrow pierced through the palm, but was tightly held by Chu Xiangyu's five fingers.

Immediately afterwards, his whole left arm was so cold that his flesh was instantly covered with a layer of frost. Under the roar, his body shook, and his whole left arm was broken in the air like a block of ice. Even the small arrow was also shaken. off the spot.

"Death!"

Chu Xiangyu's eyes were bloodshot and red, as if he didn't feel the pain of a broken arm, he swooped and went straight for more than ten feet, and moved with one palm, a cloud of gray light burst out from the palm, and photographed according to Yuan Thirteen Limits .

"The Bravery of a Broken Arm, well... unfortunately, it's still dying!"

Yuan Shisanxian finally gave a compliment, raised his right hand together, and raised his palm to meet him.

As soon as the two of them went up and down, Chu Xiangyu dropped his palms in the air, Yuan Shisanjian stood still, and the two palms faced each other.

However the result is...

"Cough cough..."

Blood gushed from Chu Xiangyu's mouth, and bloody arrows flew from the broken left arm, which was extremely tragic.

lost!

A good life is completely defeated.

And Qi Shaoshang is also in danger.

But at this moment, just at the moment when the outcome is decided.

Yuan Thirteen's calm, gloomy and cold face suddenly changed, showing shock, as if in danger.

Under the bright moonlight, a divine arrow tore through the night sky.

At this critical juncture, a ray of arrow shadow sprang out from the mountains like a ghost, silently, and shot directly at Yuan Thirteen Limits.

Yuan Shisanxian didn't see it, but he was already aware of the danger, subconsciously withdrew his palm and retreated quickly.

But the arrow path of the arrow shadow also changed sharply accordingly, nailing his right hand which had been withdrawn halfway in the air, and passed through the palm.

Chu Xiangyu's eyes suddenly saw a fierce light, and he took the opportunity to sink his single palm in mid-air, and it landed firmly on Yuan Shisanxian's chest. His eyes met, he coughed blood, and laughed hoarsely.

Yuan Shisanjian staggered back, the corners of his mouth vomited red, ignoring Chu Xiangyu who retracted his palms and flew back, but looked in the direction of the arrow in surprise.

But from the thick black shadow of the mountain forest, a figure came out, tall and thin like a ghost, with a green robe facing the wind, and two deep pupils embedded in the sunken eye sockets, glowing like two faint will-o'-the-wisps.

Yuan Shisanxian shrank his eyes and pupils, and said with a strange hiss, "There really are such strange things in the world."

At this time, a ray of arrow shadow suddenly flashed under the night sky, and it turned out to be a divine arrow that returned by itself and turned back.

(End of this chapter)