Those years when I was a corpse guard in Yizhuang

Chapter 91 Golden Flood Bow!
At the same time, all the monks within a radius of one hundred feet all looked horrified, and felt a sense of imminent disaster in their hearts, as if they had been locked by this terrible arrow, unable to live or die by themselves, and their souls were trembling in shock.

Just watching from the sidelines gave birth to such feelings, not to mention that Zheng Can, who was directly facing the arrow, must be under great pressure.

Whoosh!
Immediately afterwards, the iron arrow flew out, shooting towards Zheng Can like a shooting star.

It was obviously just an iron arrow as thin as a finger, but it pulled a white air wave like a bucket in the air, making a strange sound of cracking the air.

Zheng Can's expression was serious, but he didn't panic in the slightest. He squeezed the magic formula with his hands, and the copper tripod turned around to meet the arrow.

boom!
The iron arrow collided with the copper tripod.

The blood is surging, the strong wind is stirring, and the aura is shining.

The sound of the explosion spread over a radius of more than ten miles, and it continued to echo throughout the entire city.

Since the two objects collided as the center, the house collapsed, the floor tiles flew off, and everything within a few hundred meters was destroyed.

Some unlucky practitioners were also affected because they were too close to watch the excitement. They were bombarded by the air waves and shot by the gravel, causing severe vomiting and serious injuries.

Many people were shocked and trembling from fright.

They had never seen such a terrifying fighting scene in their entire lives.

After the dust and smoke dissipated, everyone discovered that the huge bronze tripod had returned to the size of its original head, floating in front of Zheng Can, with a faint dent on its surface.

And that iron arrow has disappeared.

"Yes, your supernatural powers are quite to my liking!"

Mu Shaobai laughed loudly, the dark golden longbow in his hand was like a living thing, the bowstring hummed and trembled, exuding a frightening ferocity, with a feeling of eagerness to try.

"What a fierce weapon!"

Zheng Can's face was slightly pale, and he wiped a strand of blood from the corner of his mouth, his expression still calm. "I don't know where this precious bow came from?!"

"The name of this bow is the Golden Flood Dragon Bow. The string of the bow is made from the best part of a golden-scaled dragon's sinew for thirteen years. It is forged from bone marrow and incorporated with the vicious soul of the dragon, and it was tempered with dragon blood when it was released, it is an extremely sharp weapon!"

Mu Shaobai stroked the golden dragon bow in his hand, glanced at the small bronze tripod in front of Zheng Can, shook his head and said:

"Your magic weapon can block my arrow, which is extraordinary. It's a pity that not only the magic weapon, but also your cultivation level is half inferior to mine, otherwise it would be impossible to get injured just now."

"It's just a little injury, I can kill you too!"

Zheng Can's eyes were calm, and a spiritual light bloomed in his hands. The small bronze tripod in front of him also began to hum, and an invisible coercion gradually spread.

"Okay, you two stop here!"

Just when the two men were at war, an old voice appeared.

There seemed to be a special power in the voice, which quickly dispelled the murderous intent between the two, and made them calm down quickly.

The next moment, a figure in a gray robe appeared in front of the two of them.

This person has an ordinary appearance, with white beard and hair, but his skin is fair and smooth like a baby's. He is carrying an ancient sword with pine patterns on his back.

"It turned out to be Senior Gu Song!"

Seeing this person, Zheng Can was finally moved, put away the magic formula and magic weapon in his hand, and bowed his hands.

The person who came here was called Gusong, and he was the Keqing of Zhenmo Si Keqing, who has been guarding Moyangfang City all year round.

Its cultivation base is the third-order Taoist foundation.

As a true disciple of Hongye Valley, Zheng Can knows more about certain things.

The ancient pine layman in front of him looks like a fairy, but in fact he acts quite ruthlessly. He was also a ruthless person with a strong reputation in his early years, and he is definitely not as kind as he appears on the surface.

Layman Gu Song nodded his head as a response, and then looked at Mu Shaobai, his eyes seemed to be sharp: "Who am I, it turns out to be from the Yuantu Kingdom!"

"When will a barbarian from other places dare to come to my Dazhou to be arrogant?"

"What a joke!"

Facing the questioning of a Daoist monk, Mu Shaobai was not afraid at all, and said with a sneer, "Firstly, I didn't kill people here, and secondly, I was just discussing with others, talking about presumptuousness. Old man, if you want to do it, just do it." That's it! Don't let me underestimate you!"

"Sharp teeth, sharp mouth, no understanding of etiquette, you really are a barbarian!"

Layman Gu Song's face turned cold, and he snorted coldly.

Accompanied by this cold snort, the cultivators around immediately felt a icy chill fill their hearts, and the temperature in this area began to drop sharply, as if winter was coming.

People follow the earth, the earth follows the sky, the heaven follows the Tao, and the Tao follows nature.

The sympathy between heaven and man, under the changing celestial phenomena, is all in the mind of the people.

Daoji monks have forged Daoji, and have already stepped on the path of transcendence and holiness with one foot, and gradually began to break away from the ordinary body.

At the level of Layman Gu Song, qi and mind are in harmony, mind and spirit are in harmony, and one's own qi is connected with the sky and the earth, like a huge magnetic field, and a single thought can cause changes in the sky and affect the surrounding environment.

Mu Shaobai didn't seem to notice it, but there was a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Although he is not a martial arts master, he has already infinitely approached this realm.

What's more, he has practiced horizontal training method, his body is unparalleled, his blood is vigorous, and his polishing is comparable to that of a martial arts master. Unless layman Gu Song directly attacks him, how can he be defeated by just a cold snort?

Besides
His identity is the son of Mu Tiecheng, the great general of the Yuantu Kingdom, and he did not hide much when he came to Central Earth this time, so many people, including the Great Zhou Dynasty, knew about it.

Moreover, he did not violate the laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and he did not kill anyone in this market. Under such circumstances, how dare the Gu Song layman kill him?
Killing him will inevitably cause huge turmoil.

At that time, don't say that Layman Gu Song is a Daoist monk, even if he is a golden core immortal, he will definitely not have good fruit!

Layman Gu Song seemed to see what he was thinking, and said coldly:
"This old man won't kill you, but you two ruined my city like this, you better give me an explanation! Otherwise, even if this old man abolishes your martial arts and breaks your limbs, no one will dare to say anything .”

"Okay, if you want to explain, then I will give you an explanation!"

Faced with Layman Gusong's threat, Mu Shaobai didn't take it seriously, took a storage bag from his waist, and threw it to Layman Gusong: "These things should be enough."

After taking the storage bag and sweeping it away with his consciousness, Layman Gu Song didn't say anything, and gave him a deep look as if warning him, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

In the distance, Li Yu, who doesn't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement, copied his hands, shouting happily in his heart!

This lively scene is so damn cool!

Whether it's Mu Shaobai from Yuantu Kingdom, or Zheng Can from Hongye Valley, his cultivation level is one or two better than him.

Although the gap seems small, the further you go in your practice, the more difficult it will be. Even if there is a gap of half a chip, there may be a huge difference in strength!
Li Yu pondered, with his current cultivation as a fellow celestial martial artist and his rich fighting experience, he could barely handle either of these two, but if he wanted to defeat or even kill them, he didn't have to think about it for the time being.

After all, no matter in terms of cultivation base, strength, or training time, he couldn't compare to the other party.

The strength and cultivation of these two people are the best among the younger generation in the practice world. How long has Li Yulong practiced together?

It's pretty good to be able to easily compete with it!
But the fight between the two is really exciting!
Let him really experience an eye addiction.

After Layman Gu Song left, Mu Shaobai did not continue to fight, but seemed to have a conversation with Zheng Can, and it seemed that there was no possibility of continuing the fight.

"Unfortunately, it's not exciting to watch."

Li Yu shook his head regretfully, and was about to turn around and leave, but saw the old shepherd appear behind him at some point.

"Damn! Old man, why are you so quiet when you walk!"

Li Yu was taken aback. With his current spiritual sense and even spiritual perception, he can immediately detect any disturbance within a radius of one hundred feet, not to mention ordinary people, even if the layman Gu Song just wanted to get close without being noticed by him. Never easy.

The old man came to the side without a sound and did not disturb him. If he suddenly thought of giving him a backstab, then Li Yu would be "fucking me", maybe he didn't even know how he died of!

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