The Green Shirts in the Martial Arts Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 190
The two shoot arrows, the arrows are pointing at a distance, and the arrow clusters face each other.

Seeing such an extraordinary archery technique, those who watched the battle were all dumbfounded and shocked.

The arrow clusters were radiant with cold light, but looking at them from a distance already made everyone's skin shudder, and their skin felt cold, as if they were about to be shot and killed on the spot in the next moment, and a catastrophe was imminent.

The arrogant and domineering man in the black robe waited and watched with his hands behind his back, his eyes revealed a strange light, and he already expressed his opinion while his clothes were swaying, "Martial arts in the Jianghu martial arts are mostly rigid in changes, and there are traces to follow. No matter how powerful they are, there is still a way to break them, but the two of them can handle every move with ease, it's terrifyingly brilliant."

The mature child beside him stared at the blue figure on the turbid waves with burning eyes, recalling the domineering fists before, his eyes brightened unconsciously.

"Boom!"

The strings shook.

The thirteenth limit of the Yuan Dynasty is already an arrow.

He didn't just shoot one arrow, but five arrows in one breath.

Five small blue arrows about an inch long turned into five soul-shattering blue lights instantly when they left the string, but their trajectories were not the same; Some moved swiftly like spirit snakes, while others drew a trajectory like an arc.

The trajectories are different, but the landing point is unique, all pointing to Chen Zhuo.

This kind of archery can no longer be viewed from the eyes of the world; it is said in the world that the "Sad Little Arrow" has become a magic weapon, not a martial art, and it is all about the horror of this arrow method, which is famous all over the world.

On the opposite side of Yuan Thirteen Limits, Chen Zhuo had already shot an arrow, the arrow was obscure and hard to see with the naked eye, but under the warm morning light, an arrow shape could be vaguely seen, like the light of water flowing across the river waves, it was miraculous.

Ordinary masters receive this arrow, not to mention taking it, they may not even see it, elusive and invisible, killing people invisible.

This arrow is also not an ordinary arrow.

The arrow left the string, and when it was close to Yuan Shisanxian's body, it suddenly exploded more than ten feet away, as if turning into dozens of spitting poisonous snakes.

After the two shot their arrows, they coincidentally moved back several feet.

Just when Chen Huo stood still, in a split second, the murderous intent was so steep on all sides, and several smears of green light had already woven a killing array. The Yuan Thirteenth Limit even shot an arrow secretly, and six arrows were fired at the same time. The sky locked the ground, and wanted to crucify Chen Zhuo on the spot.

It was even more unbelievable than before, it seemed to be alive.

Chen Zhuo was startled inwardly, this man actually turned his arrow technique into an arrow formation, no one thought it was to guard against his foresight.

good idea.

The "Sorrowful Arrow Art" given by Number Seven Under Heaven earlier recorded the casting method of arrows. Ordinary iron arrows definitely won't work. They need to be tempered day and night, blended with spiritual thoughts, and shaped under imagination to shape the arrows. With the power of the "Extreme Art of Enduring Humiliation" and the heart method of the "Mountain Character Classic", one arrow is shot and only the life is returned.

Not only that, but to practice this martial art, one has to be ruthless, utterly exterminated, without a place to live, neither frightened nor frightened, and lawless.

In this way, the arrow method can be as one likes.

But now this person's arrow technique seems to be different, more like the shadow of Chen Zhuo's divine sense controlling the arrow, more powerful and more difficult to deal with.

But Chen Zhuo still avoided it.

His burly figure trembled and shrank, and amidst the trembling of his muscles and bones, he retracted his limbs, suddenly as if he had changed from an eight-foot man into a child of a few years old. This magical effect.

The arrow array, which had no way out, immediately showed more flaws.

As soon as the arrows evaded, his body swelled rapidly and returned to its original appearance.

However, the six arrows seem to have reacted, the arrow clusters are running like air conditioners, and they are chasing and biting upwards, with endless murderous intent, and the arrow clusters are full of magic. If there is life, it looks like chasing the wind and chasing the moon from a distance. Green meteors are flying back and forth on the rolling turbid waves.

All looking dry.

Chen Zhuo's feet did not move, his shoulders did not move, but his figure suddenly seemed to lose weight. Under the shadow of chasing arrows, he flickered back and forth, left and right, like leaves in the wind, like waves in the waves Duckweed moves with the wind and turns with the waves. Its movements are extremely light and ingenious. It moves around like a shadow in the wind.

However, let him go up to the sky and into the ground, the arrow shadow still clings to it tightly.

And the Yuan Thirteen Limits on the opposite side now has another trick.

What came out was a sword.

The opponent didn't have a sword in his hand, but when he raised his hand, thousands of suns burst into his palm, shining brightly, and the sword's momentum was like a gust of wind and rain.

It turned out to be a "potential sword", the sword of momentum.

Seeing this sword, Chen Zhuo's eyes became slightly condensed.

It's just because "Zizaimen" has an unwritten rule since Wei Qingqing, the master can't use the martial arts taught by the master from now on, otherwise the master will be backlashed and die under the martial arts taught.

And this trick, the Yuan Thirteen Limits just passed on the "Seventh in the World".

Now that this person is using it so unscrupulously, it seems that Number Seven Under Heaven has either been abolished or died during his stay in the palace.

With this move, Chen Zhuo's invisible sword was immediately covered by the thousands of suns, and there was a dull explosion.

In Yuan Thirteenth Period, holding a flute in his hand, acting as a substitute for the staff, he tapped the tip of the staff, touched the turbid waves, and lifted it up again, a wave of water was lifted up in mid-air, the body of the flute turned in the air, and the water wave spread out, It turned into a layer of barrier, thick and condensed, and completely melted away the invisible sword.

Seeing that Chen Zhuo was still entangled by the sad little arrow, Yuan Shisanxian smiled coldly, raised his foot and stepped across, pausing for a while, he had already straddled the distance between the two and came to Chen Zhuo's side, holding the flute in his right hand, using his stick Life, spreading out layers of stick shadows, full of momentum, the excited water surface is like boiling, blasting up water columns.

He punched with his left hand at the same time, and he hated the extreme punch.

This is also the seventh martial art in the world passed down by the Yuan Thirteenth Limit.

Use hatred as power, the stronger the hatred, the stronger the energy.

Now passing through the Yuan Thirteenth Limit Envoy, he is gnashing his teeth with hatred, his murderous intent is as strong as a raging fire, his fist is extremely powerful, before the fist even falls, the force of the fist has crushed the turbid waves of the river.

Move to kill, step by step to kill.

Gray hair fluttering, big cloak bulging, Yuan Thirteen Limits standing on the waves, one eye blazing fiercely, the whole body is faintly covered with a layer of black air, evil and treacherous, transported on the fist, the air seems to thicken.

Chen Zhuo was caught by the force of the fist and immediately felt bound.

"Death!"

The bone-chilling killing sound came out.

Chen Zhuo's saber eyes gradually opened, and his originally moving pace suddenly stabilized, two balls of light burst out in his eyes, the light was as solid as the substance, but now under the skyrocketing, it turned into two illusory arrow shadows, and shot straight at Yuan Thirteen limits.

Yuan Shisan statue had been on guard for a long time, its angry eyes widened, and it shouted like thunder: "Death!"

The sound was so close that even Chen Zhuo was in a trance, as if he had been seriously injured.

And Yuan Thirteen Limit was also shot by those two arrows, he let out a muffled groan, his body was unharmed, but his cheeks paled quickly, but this was the way to attack his spirit.

But there was a sly smile on Yuan Shisan's face after he had succeeded.

Just because Chen Zhuo was already in the arrow array, and was hit by the flute. With his flesh and blood body that did not cultivate internal strength, he was already defeated. How could he escape death, let alone...

He was in a state of mind, he never thought that Chen Zhuo would not be in a hurry, he used his fists to meet the Henji fist, and let the six arrows approach him without any fear, regardless of them.

Yuan Thirteen was about to speak, when he saw a strange scene, the flute in his hand was covered with frost at some point, and then shattered into slag, and then he saw a lingering black and red twinkle in Chen Zhuo's eyes Qi, yin and yang alternate, cold and heat change, and then produce variables, turning into an indescribable strange force.

The strange force quickly entangled with Chen Zhuo's fist, and streaks of lightning flashed across the palm lines, between the five fingers.

Just in Yuan Thirteen Limits' astonishment, discoloration and emotion, the two fists clashed brazenly.

"boom!"

With a sound of explosion, the turbid waves around the two of them stagnated inexplicably, as if they were lifted several feet high out of thin air, rolled up into the sky, and exploded into water mist.

A figure coughed up blood and flew back.

(End of this chapter)