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This arrow tore open the curtain of the battle against the sky!

Perseus sneered, and calmly broke off a branch.

Then he stretched forward in a very short time, blocking the feathered arrow that seemed to fly from outside the sky, and there was a muffled sound!The sharp arrow was knocked down to the ground by the branch, the infinite power contained in the arrow shook Perseus's wrist slightly, and a gap appeared in the front of the branch.

Some twigs exploded!

Perseus squeezed the branch and narrowed his eyes, a rare ripple arose in his heart. He had never seen such a lightning-like arrow skill in his life, and the people in the world today who can use this arrow also found it in his memory. Not coming out, which made him curious about the person who cast the cold arrow.

Through the leaves in the forest, Perseus's clear eyes could clearly see the assailant behind the rock, but he couldn't see the face of the attacker clearly, because the assailant's face was painted with three-color ink, but he could It was judged that this was a girl under 20 years old.

While thinking about these things, Perseus had already taken advantage of the shock force of the arrow and flew into the air, unfolding his body like a big bird, holding a broken branch in his hand, like a madman Generally, it smashed towards that side!At the same time, anger welled up in his eyes...

After killing these attackers, he wanted to ask Chu Tian what was the matter with the ambush?

Perseus is tall and tall, with a white hat on his head, and his face is full of murderousness. He flies in the air like a vicious white-headed vulture, but the vulture tears the flesh and blood of the dead, and the flesh he harvests It will be the blood of the living, and he will kill all those who attack him.

He wants everyone to know that the Indian god of evil is invincible.

"put!"

In Perseus' killing thought, a soft shout burst out quickly, and countless feathered arrows protruded from the rocks and woods. With the light of dusk, it shot towards Perseus in mid-air.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

The densely packed arrow feathers seemed to cover the sky and the sun, but the cold dusk took the lead to take away this effect. Therefore, countless black arrow feathers shot out at high speed like venting dissatisfaction, smashing all the vitality in the world, making that The trail has become the most overbearing and dangerous place in the world.

In contrast to this terrifying momentum, there is also the eerie howling sound of the arrow feathers piercing the air. These sounds represent the strength of the attacker, and also represent the irresistible killing intent. In such a dense arrow attack, it is difficult for anyone to survive.

How to kill Perseus?

Mei Duo has been thinking hard about this question for the past few days, and finally came up with a tragic and tragic answer, that is, the sharp arrows and strong attacks consume part of Perseus's strength, and then attack with crowd tactics in turn. For this reason, She did not hesitate to mobilize the most powerful force of the Tibetan Palace in Lhasa.

Meanwhile, she was waiting for another powerful wave of support.

Perseus knew the ambusher's arrogance when the thousand arrows were fired. Although there would be no harm to him, he was worried that Chutian would also participate in this attack, so he didn't dare to be careless. The rocks dodged continuously, and he still didn't forget to swing the branches in his hand.

Dangdang!

The sound of countless sharp arrows falling to the ground sounded, and Perseus swept away all the dangerous arrows one by one. His timing and position were quite perfect, and he knew in his heart that no matter how many arrows there were, nothing could hurt him. It is in the range of human form, so he guards the whole body.

Arrows passed by his hat, clothes, and heels, but he didn't even look at them. After a while, the arrows stopped. Perseus was surrounded by sharp arrows. With clean feet, he stood among the arrow branches and smiled indifferently, then threw the branch away.

After blocking countless sharp arrows, the branch has been cracked badly.

"kill!"

A word was uttered again, and then [-] or [-] well-dressed men rushed out, holding Tibetan knives and rushed towards Perseus silently. The arrows flew out one by one, with a speed comparable to lightning in the night sky.

"Ah! Ah!"

The six or seven well-dressed men almost didn't even have a reaction to resist, and they were shot down to the ground by those deadly arrows, all of which pierced through their chests and burst into blood. However, Perseus was not at all happy, he knew that he The strength of the kick, the sharp arrow kicked can definitely pass through the bodies of two or three people.

Right now, it can only penetrate one person, obviously the attacker is wearing armor.

While his thoughts were turning, more than 70 men had already killed them. Perseus kicked a sharp arrow and held it in his palm. He felt a slight pain in his palm when he held it, as if he had been stabbed by a needle. He looked down. Seeing that the arrow shaft has three small thorns, he was stabbed by one of them just now.

Perseus didn't think much, flicked the thorn and faced the attacker.

Killing intent is all over the sky!

As one of the attackers rushed forward, Perseus thrust an arrow.

The former immediately fell to the ground with a groan, and then, Perseus calmly charged into the encirclement, lowered his head, turned around, and knelt, calmly getting away from all weapons that might harm his body with a calmness and calculation ability completely beyond the imagination of ordinary people , and then straightly handed out the long arrow in his hand.

Tear off the twilight light curtain in front of you, tear off the heavy siege in front of you.

At this moment, he just wanted to kill all these attackers, and just wanted to get in front of the team leader to see, who was she who shot the arrow just now?Because of this reason, opponents kept falling beside him, blood turned red on the ground, and people died...

There were exclamations, screams, and groans.

Perseus is like a messenger of death emerging from hell, using the calmest, most violent and bloodiest way, which is also the most frightening and heart-wrenching way, harvesting batches of rushing people The assailant also reaped the lives he considered ordinary and despicable.

There are fewer and fewer people in front of Perseus, but more and more dead bodies on the ground.

Suddenly, Perseus stopped in the middle of the trail. There was no one standing beside him. Around him, countless men in hard clothes were lying in a pool of blood, and none of them survived. No matter how fierce and fierce it is, it will be difficult to blow away the blood energy.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the leader not far away: "Come again!"

Medo Dolma looked at him expressionlessly, without the slightest emotion in her eyes. She was originally an emotional person, and she also had the compassion of a little girl, but when it came to the moment of life and death, she had the inheritance of the king of Zao. Resolute, at this moment, she looked down on life and death.

"You're done playing, it's my turn."

Perseus walked forward slowly holding the long arrow. He was so full of fighting spirit that he even ignored the slight numbness in his palm. He flew over like a fallen leaf. Looking at the peaceful face of Medo Dolma, he knew that the other party wanted to take the opportunity Shooting the arrow, as expected, Medo Dolma didn't know how to move.

With a wave of hands, he took out an arrow feather behind himself...

Wind up, aim, shoot!

It is very simple three movements, but the completion is so natural, so harmonious, and so fast, as if it is a whole movement that cannot be separated. It is very beautiful. This simple beauty undoubtedly comes from the daily hard work Practice and flair for archery.

Whoosh!

A sharp arrow shot at Perseus' throat. At this time, he was in the air and could not dodge such a swift arrow, but Perseus was waiting for this moment. He sneered, narrowed his eyes slightly, and held the shot with his shoulders. The arrow, the sharp arrow pierced the clothes, making a sound of tearing the cloth.

But there was no sign of bleeding from the shoulder.

Just when Perseus pulled out the sharp arrow from his shoulder with his backhand, there was another pain in the palm of his left hand, and the small thorn on the arrow cut him again. Trembling slightly, he uttered angrily: "The poison of the black snake? Evil barrier! Court death!"

He leaped high and rushed directly towards Medo Dolma.

Just as he jumped, another person appeared from a rock that had been silent for a long time.

A Japanese man, he shot an arrow at Perseus' right foot.

"Whoosh!" This arrow tore open the curtain of the battle against the heavens!

Perseus sneered, and calmly broke off a branch.

Then he stretched forward in a very short time, blocking the feathered arrow that seemed to fly from outside the sky, and there was a muffled sound!The sharp arrow was knocked down to the ground by the branch, the infinite power contained in the arrow shook Perseus's wrist slightly, and a gap appeared in the front of the branch.

Some twigs exploded!

Perseus squeezed the branch and narrowed his eyes, a rare ripple arose in his heart. He had never seen such a lightning-like arrow skill in his life, and the people in the world today who can use this arrow also found it in his memory. Not coming out, which made him curious about the person who cast the cold arrow.

Through the leaves in the forest, Perseus's clear eyes could clearly see the assailant behind the rock, but he couldn't see the face of the attacker clearly, because the assailant's face was painted with three-color ink, but he could It was judged that this was a girl under 20 years old.

While thinking about these things, Perseus had already taken advantage of the shock force of the arrow and flew into the air, unfolding his body like a big bird, holding a broken branch in his hand, like a madman Generally, it smashed towards that side!At the same time, anger welled up in his eyes...

After killing these attackers, he wanted to ask Chu Tian what was the matter with the ambush?

Perseus is tall and tall, with a white hat on his head, and his face is full of murderousness. He flies in the air like a vicious white-headed vulture, but the vulture tears the flesh and blood of the dead, and the flesh he harvests It will be the blood of the living, and he will kill all those who attack him.

He wants everyone to know that the Indian god of evil is invincible.

"put!"

In Perseus' killing thought, a soft shout burst out quickly, and countless feathered arrows protruded from the rocks and woods. With the light of dusk, it shot towards Perseus in mid-air.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

The densely packed arrow feathers seemed to cover the sky and the sun, but the cold dusk took the lead to take away this effect. Therefore, countless black arrow feathers shot out at high speed like venting dissatisfaction, smashing all the vitality in the world, making that The trail has become the most overbearing and dangerous place in the world.

In contrast to this terrifying momentum, there is also the eerie howling sound of the arrow feathers piercing the air. These sounds represent the strength of the attacker, and also represent the irresistible killing intent. In such a dense arrow attack, it is difficult for anyone to survive.

How to kill Perseus?

Mei Duo has been thinking hard about this question for the past few days, and finally came up with a tragic and tragic answer, that is, the sharp arrows and strong attacks consume part of Perseus's strength, and then attack with crowd tactics in turn. For this reason, She did not hesitate to mobilize the most powerful force of the Tibetan Palace in Lhasa.

Meanwhile, she was waiting for another powerful wave of support.

Perseus knew the ambusher's arrogance when the thousand arrows were fired. Although there would be no harm to him, he was worried that Chutian would also participate in this attack, so he didn't dare to be careless. The rocks dodged continuously, and he still didn't forget to swing the branches in his hand.

Dangdang!

The sound of countless sharp arrows falling to the ground sounded, and Perseus swept away all the dangerous arrows one by one. His timing and position were quite perfect, and he knew in his heart that no matter how many arrows there were, nothing could hurt him. It is in the range of human form, so he guards the whole body.

Arrows passed by his hat, clothes, and heels, but he didn't even look at them. After a while, the arrows stopped. Perseus was surrounded by sharp arrows. With clean feet, he stood among the arrow branches and smiled indifferently, then threw the branch away.

After blocking countless sharp arrows, the branch has been cracked badly.

"kill!"

A word was uttered again, and then [-] or [-] well-dressed men rushed out, holding Tibetan knives and rushed towards Perseus silently. The arrows flew out one by one, with a speed comparable to lightning in the night sky.

"Ah! Ah!"

The six or seven well-dressed men almost didn't even have a reaction to resist, and they were shot down to the ground by those deadly arrows, all of which pierced through their chests and burst into blood. However, Perseus was not at all happy, he knew that he The strength of the kick, the sharp arrow kicked can definitely pass through the bodies of two or three people.

Right now, it can only penetrate one person, obviously the attacker is wearing armor.

While his thoughts were turning, more than 70 men had already killed them. Perseus kicked a sharp arrow and held it in his palm. He felt a slight pain in his palm when he held it, as if he had been stabbed by a needle. He looked down. Seeing that the arrow shaft has three small thorns, he was stabbed by one of them just now.

Perseus didn't think much, flicked the thorn and faced the attacker.

Killing intent is all over the sky!

As one of the attackers rushed forward, Perseus thrust an arrow.

The former immediately fell to the ground with a groan, and then, Perseus calmly charged into the encirclement, lowered his head, turned around, and knelt, calmly getting away from all weapons that might harm his body with a calmness and calculation ability completely beyond the imagination of ordinary people , and then straightly handed out the long arrow in his hand.

Tear off the twilight light curtain in front of you, tear off the heavy siege in front of you.

At this moment, he just wanted to kill all these attackers, and just wanted to get in front of the team leader to see, who was she who shot the arrow just now?Because of this reason, opponents kept falling beside him, blood turned red on the ground, and people died...

There were exclamations, screams, and groans.

Perseus is like a messenger of death emerging from hell, using the calmest, most violent and bloodiest way, which is also the most frightening and heart-wrenching way, harvesting batches of rushing people The assailant also reaped the lives he considered ordinary and despicable.

There are fewer and fewer people in front of Perseus, but more and more dead bodies on the ground.

Suddenly, Perseus stopped in the middle of the trail. There was no one standing beside him. Around him, countless men in hard clothes were lying in a pool of blood, and none of them survived. No matter how fierce and fierce it is, it will be difficult to blow away the blood energy.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the leader not far away: "Come again!"

Medo Dolma looked at him expressionlessly, without the slightest emotion in her eyes. She was originally an emotional person, and she also had the compassion of a little girl, but when it came to the moment of life and death, she had the inheritance of the king of Zao. Resolute, at this moment, she looked down on life and death.

"You're done playing, it's my turn."

Perseus walked forward slowly holding the long arrow. He was so full of fighting spirit that he even ignored the slight numbness in his palm. He flew over like a fallen leaf. Looking at the peaceful face of Medo Dolma, he knew that the other party wanted to take the opportunity Shooting the arrow, as expected, Medo Dolma didn't know how to move.

With a wave of hands, he took out an arrow feather behind himself...

Wind up, aim, shoot!

It is very simple three movements, but the completion is so natural, so harmonious, and so fast, as if it is a whole movement that cannot be separated. It is very beautiful. This simple beauty undoubtedly comes from the daily hard work Practice and flair for archery.

Whoosh!

A sharp arrow shot at Perseus' throat. At this time, he was in the air and could not dodge such a swift arrow, but Perseus was waiting for this moment. He sneered, narrowed his eyes slightly, and held the shot with his shoulders. The arrow, the sharp arrow pierced the clothes, making a sound of tearing the cloth.

But there was no sign of bleeding from the shoulder.

Just when Perseus pulled out the sharp arrow from his shoulder with his backhand, there was another pain in the palm of his left hand, and the small thorn on the arrow cut him again. Trembling slightly, he uttered angrily: "The poison of the black snake? Evil barrier! Court death!"

He leaped high and rushed directly towards Medo Dolma.

Just as he jumped, another person appeared from a rock that had been silent for a long time.

A Japanese man, he shot an arrow at Perseus' right foot.

"Whoosh!"