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Chapter 344 The Power of the Divine Bow
"call!"

Wang Po exhaled heavily, and the golden arrow that Zhao Muer casually summoned brought great pressure to him.

Looking at the Floating Gold Bow in Zhao Muer's hand, Wang Po was very envious. The Floating Gold Bow is Zhao Muer's blood, but it can be condensed into a Horcrux. The power it can exert is several times or even dozens of ordinary Horcruxes. times.

What's more, the floating gold bow is an ancient magic weapon!

Knowing that this battle was inevitable, Zhao Mu'er didn't say anything more. What she said just now to let Wang Po go was purely because she didn't want to kill anyone.

"Golden Eagle chasing the sun!"

Zhao Mu'er let go of the bowstring, and the golden arrow that had condensed for a long time turned into a soaring eagle. With a long cry that pierced the sky, it pierced Wang Po's chest at an incredible speed.

Wang Po yelled "Good job!", swung his saber and cut it!
Wang Po repaired the Overlord Saber, and he pursued the limit of strength with each sword, which is why he was able to break through the sword array formed by the girls before taking the Phoenix Blood.

Those who practice Ba Dao are indeed not good at fighting the crowd with the few. What they are good at is being strong when they meet the strong.

The golden arrows condensed by the Floating Gold Bow could break rocks and mountains, but they couldn't break Wang Po's knife.

"Snapped!"

The golden light exploded, and Wang Po took half a step back. He laughed loudly, "Happy!"

Wang Po raised his saber and moved forward. He strode forward, and with each step, the distance between Zhao Mu'er and Zhao Mu'er was close to one meter.

The golden arrow was broken, but Zhao Muer didn't care. Facing Wang Po who was getting closer, instead of continuing to draw the bowstring, she swung the floating gold bow forward.

"Snapped!"

Zhan Tian Dao and Floating Gold Bow collided heavily, Wang Po's eyes widened, his Overbearing Saber was blocked by the slender Zhao Mu'er.

If Wang Hao was present, he would definitely be surprised. Two years ago, Zhao Muer had just awakened the Floating Golden Bow. Although she was powerful, she was not good at fighting cautiously. Take Zhao Mu'er in three moves.

But now, Zhao Mu'er has grown to the point where she can compete with Wang Po, who is cultivating the Overlord Saber.

"Show me how much strength you have!"

Wang Po didn't draw the knife to cut again, but pressed the strength of his arm into the blade. He was very sure that even if Zhao Mu'er's daughter's body could resist his attack for a while, it couldn't last long.

Wang Po's conjecture was correct, and the Floating Gold Bow lowered in just a moment.

Just when Wang Po thought he was about to succeed, Zhao Muer flicked his wrist, and the Floating Gold Bow circled around the Zhantian Saber and returned to Zhao Muer's hand.

Zhao Mu'er calmly raised the Floating Gold Bow, and struck towards Wang Po's chin.

"What a clever method!" Wang Po praised in his heart, but the action in his hands was not slow at all. He stopped the falling knife in time and stabbed towards Zhao Mu'er's abdomen.

Wang Po didn't think about how to defend against Zhao Muer's attack, but gave the opponent the right to choose.

If Zhao Muer insisted on smashing Wang Po's jaw, the Heaven Zhan Dao would easily penetrate her body.

This is a very simple choice. A broken jaw is not fatal to a powerful warrior, and it does not even affect the display of strength, but being pierced by a sharp weapon is a serious injury.

Wang Po believed that anyone would make the right choice.

But in the next second, Wang Po was deeply shocked by Zhao Muer's behavior.

As if Zhao Mu'er didn't see the Zhantian Saber piercing towards her, she poured more energy into the Floating Gold Bow.

"Crack!" This was the sound of Wang Po's jaw being shattered.

"Pfft!" This was the sound of Zhao Mu'er being pierced through her body.

Wang Po endured the pain and turned the Zhantian Saber in his hand. In an instant, a big hole appeared in Zhao Muer's body.

However, the scene of flying flesh and blood in Wang Po's imagination did not appear, only Zhao Mu'er's body became transparent, and finally turned into an ice sculpture.

"When did she escape?!"

Wang Po was shocked, and then he heard a piercing sound coming from behind.

"flash!"

Wang Po launched his movements and rushed forward a hundred meters. Behind him, ice crystals shot up from the ground.

Turning around, Wang Po finally saw clearly that 300 meters away, Zhao Mu'er was holding a floating gold bow with seven ice arrows on the bowstring.

"I was fooled!" Wang Po couldn't help but sigh in his heart, 300 meters away, for a warrior with a magic bow, there are too many things he can do.

"Frostbolt!"

Seven ice arrows shot out at the same time, blocking all Wang Po's evasion directions.

Wang Po took a deep breath, his expression extremely serious. If he wanted to kill Zhao Muer, he had to do everything possible to get back to Zhao Muer's side again.

"kill!"

Wang Po took a step, and the ground under his feet sank immediately. His explosive leap turned into an afterimage.

Wang Po's choice was correct, but it was not easy to get close to Zhao Mu'er again.

The seven ice arrows in the sky were firmly locked on Wang Po's air machine, and they changed the direction of flight at the moment Wang Po changed his figure.

Looking up at the flying ice arrows, Wang Po did not continue to dodge, he swung the sky-chopping knife in his hand, and the sword's light soared to the sky, smashing the seven ice arrows to pieces!
The shattered ice arrows turned into countless ice powders and fell in front of Wang Po. Every ice powder would form an ice flower on the ground.

The ice flowers have thorns, Wang Po was about to take off directly, but he was shocked to find that the ice flowers all over the ground suddenly started flying.

Each ice flower has seven petals, the petals are very thin but extremely sharp.

The petals detached from the ice flower, spun quickly, and enveloped Wang Po's figure.

"Oops!"

The scene at this time was the most difficult for Wang Po to deal with. He did not have the martial arts that could sweep away thousands of troops.

"Rush over!"

Wang Po gritted his teeth and rushed through the sky full of petals. When he was 30 meters away from Zhao Muer, his body was full of fine wounds.

Zhao Muer didn't seem to want to fight Wang Po again, so she tapped her feet and jumped back.

It wasn't until this moment that Wang Po discovered that Zhao Mu'er's body skills were terrifyingly strong.

Zhao Muer is like a dragonfly splashing water, with a soft figure but amazing speed, no matter how Wang Po speeds up his steps, at most he can barely maintain the distance between the two of them, which remains unchanged.

The bowstring of the Floating Gold Bow was pulled up again, there was no ice arrow condensed, what condensed was the icy cold wind.

"Storm Arrow!"

The bow string shrinks, and the storm whizzes away. In the violent wind, there are countless tiny frost, and every grain of frost is an arrow.

When the sisters from the same school were fighting with Wang Po, Zhao Mu'er had been standing there, not indifferent and disregarding the friendship between the teachers and the school, but had been observing Wang Po's every move.

Only by knowing oneself and knowing the enemy can one be victorious in every battle. Now that she knew that Wang Po was not good at outnumbering others, Zhao Mu'er magnified his shortcomings a hundred times.

A gust of wind is a thousand arrows!

Wang Po opened his eyes wide, but there was nothing he could do. A cloud of blood exploded from his body, and he fell heavily to the ground.

Zhao Mu'er didn't take the bow. If No.1 in the Lingwu Realm only had this strength, then it would be in vain.

"What a fucking pain!"

Wang Po got up again, and he used his kung fu to shatter all the ice crystals in his body. He said cursingly, "If I had known this was the case, I would have let that boy Scar deal with this little girl!"

He wiped off the blood from his face, and shouted to Zhao Mu'er: "Young lady, you are really bullying me by holding on to my shortcomings!"

Zhao Mu'er didn't say anything, the battle of life and death is so irreconcilable, there is no morality at all.

"Bah!" Wang Po spat out the bloody phlegm in his throat, "It seems that if you don't show some real skills, it will be impossible!"

He bit the tip of his tongue, forced out the blood, and swallowed it into his stomach.

Black lines emerged from Wang Po's body, and the black lines condensed to form a peculiar pattern.

These patterns are the characters of the Demon Race.

"Congeal!"

Wang Po yelled violently, his body surface was immediately entangled by the devilish energy, and the devilish energy began to adhere along the pattern, and the heaviest condensed into a set of heavy armor.

Wang Po's whole body was covered by heavy armor, and even his eyes were protected by special organs.

"Now I'm not afraid of you!"

Wang Po grinned ferociously, and strode towards Zhao Muer. Zhao Muer frowned slightly, and drew his bow again.

It was another storm, but the frost in the storm couldn't pierce the heavy armor on Wang Po's body, and could only make the sound of hailstones hitting iron.

Zhao Mu'er condensed golden arrows, which could penetrate armor and armor, but was cut to pieces by Wang Po.

The distance between the two is getting closer and closer, and Zhao Mu'er is about to increase the distance again.

"If you hide again, I will kill your seniors and sisters one by one."

Wang Po spoke very calmly, but his tone was decisive. Zhao Mu'er glanced at the twelve girls who were seriously injured, and stood there without hiding.

"now it's right!"

Wang Po laughed loudly and swung the knife. The light of the knife pierced the sky, and with boundless arrogance, he wanted to tear Zhao Mu'er into pieces.

……

In a pitch-black cave, the left protector was on the ground, painting a magic circle with blood.

A candle was lit in each of the four corners of the magic circle, and the flames dancing on the candle were blue, which was extremely strange.

The left guardian recited the formula, and a strong demonic energy emerged from the formation. Immediately afterwards, a demon with only a head appeared in front of the left guardian.

Zuo Hufa immediately knelt down on one knee and said respectfully: "Lord Li Weidan!"

This head is exactly the demon king Li Weidan who escaped from the dream after being defeated by Wang Hao. The life of the demon king is tenacious, although only the head is left, he can still live.

Li Weidan was not reconciled to failure, he secretly planned a certain conspiracy, preparing to return to the dreamland one day and break the seal of the abyss.

"How's the situation?"

Guardian Zuo replied: "I have already sent Wang Po to assassinate Zhao Mu'er. As for Liu Lang, I will leave it to Scar to deal with it. These two are strong enough to guarantee the completion of the task."

"Scar is dead."

Li Weidan's voice was very calm, but it surprised Zuo Hufa.

"Scar's ability just restrains Liu Lang, how could he lose?"

Li Weidan sneered and said: "Of course he will lose, because this king was also defeated by that kid!"

Guardian Zuo didn't dare to interject, at this moment, he suddenly discovered that the formation was activated again, and another figure appeared beside Li Weidan again.

"The right protector?"

(End of this chapter)