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Their elder master sat there steadily, as if at ease.

Because Qin Mu represents the highest strength of the nine ethnic groups, as long as you win Qin Mu, other people will be nothing to say.

The man with the bow on his back is his third younger martial brother.

Although it looks very ordinary, but he was born with divine power.

In the whole school, only he and the master himself can pull the bow.

Of course, few people know the origin of this bow.

It was one of the treasures of the town school that the master found with great efforts.

Presumably, the people of the nine nationalities will not know the origin of this bow, nor how powerful it is.

With this divine bow in hand, the boy surnamed Qin must be looking for the rhythm of abuse.

It will be much easier for the third man to clean up the other party when he comes out again.

The old man thought in his heart that he took a sip of his tea cup.

Outside, the third man of Penglai stood there, looking at Qin Mu coldly.

"Boy, if you miss this chance today, you will regret it all your life."

"It's the first time I've seen a man as ignoble as you."

"Since you don't want to surrender, you'll be cleaned up."

Qin Mu glared angrily, "there's so much nonsense!"

He is really a little angry. People in Penglai fairyland are too immoral. Just perfunctory?

Funny thing, they even want to let the nine ethnic groups join them.

Qin Mu decided to take this guy.

The other side really doesn't look special. You can't find it when you throw it into the crowd.

The third in Penglai is more than 1.6 meters tall and looks very ordinary.

If it wasn't for a bow on his back, no one would have noticed.

The other side said, "boy, you are not my opponent."

"You are doomed to be abused in this way of Hinayana."

Qin Mu didn't eat his way, "are you done with your nonsense? We're done with the crap. We can do something about it. "

Wipe!

Each other cold face, "boy, you are looking for death!"

He grabbed the bow behind him with his backhand.

The bow is plain and the string is thick.

You can see that if you don't have a certain strength, you can't pull the bow.

Qin Mu saw the power of that bow last night.

But the two did not meet.

When the other side holds the bow, he has a lot of spirit.

He held the bow string tightly in his left hand and stood up.

"Boy, there are no more than three people in the world who can bear my arrow."

"Many strong people can't bear my arrow. If you are born vulgar, you will surely die."

Qin Mu frowned, "you talk so much nonsense!"

The other side see, right hand diastole, draw a semicircle, this just stretched out a finger to hook string.

Suddenly, there was a strong reaction around.

A gust of wind came from all sides and rushed to the man.

Qin Mu's heart is awe inspiring. What is the spirit of heaven and earth?

What kind of bow is this?

It can gather the Qi of heaven and earth.

It seems that we should not be careless.

Qin Mu's eyes noticed all the actions of the other side.

"Go

Only heard the other side a fierce drink, originally not very eye-catching arm, suddenly seems to become muscular.

On the arm, several big bags are raised high.

A powerful force, let him tension the string.

Gradually, the bow was pulled apart.

Just with his strength, it doesn't seem to be able to completely pull the bow full.

Each other's forehead, actually exudes sweat.

Seeing this, Cheng and others were surprised and said, "this bow is so magical?"

The elder martial brother of Penglai fairyland sat there with a calm face.

Then someone bought a tunnel and said, "of course, even the Third Elder martial brother can't pull it to perfection."

"Our whole Penglai fairyland is just like master."

Over there, the bow, half full, has gathered a golden and bright light on the string.

It seems that the other side really can't pull the bow perfectly, which means that he can't let the bow play to the maximum advantage.

"Boy, are you hurt?"

The other side pulled the bow seven full, and the golden light on the bow string shot at Qin Mu.

Whoosh -

seeing its power last night, Qin Mu knew it.

Qin Mu raised his arms and suddenly gathered a strong force between his palms.

A sneer flashed across his face when he saw the other side shooting at him.

It's him!

Peng -

without waiting for the light to come near, he pushed his hands.Powerful skill, hit the waves.

Only heard a loud bang, Qin Mu's powerful power directly blasted the light from the other side.

The afterwave is rippling, and the people around are all retreating.

The third is staring. How can it be?

Of course he can resist his own arrow?

After the surprise, he was unconvinced.

"Boy, don't be complacent, eat my arrow again!"

Once again, another powerful air of heaven and earth surges in all directions, condensing into a bright light on the bow string.

This time, his forehead was dripping with sweat.

Obviously, he was more forced than last time, but no matter how hard he tried, the bow could only reach seven full points.

Whoosh -

the second arrow was shot at Qin Mu, which was smashed by Qin Mu's palm force.

The old man sitting there could not keep his breath, and his face was very unnatural.

Today, he came at the command of his master to submit to the nine ethnic groups of Donghua.

The third is a sharp weapon. If even the third loses, it will be a shame if the first battle is not good?

But the third time Lao San pulled his bow and shot at Qin Mu.

Qin Mu once again defused the offensive of the other side.

At ordinary times, he would pull more than six points, but today, for the sake of face, he forced to pull more than one point.

But I didn't expect that in spite of this, I couldn't hurt each other.

He pulled five times at a time, and the excessive force made him become a bit empty.

His face was pale, but he couldn't shoot Qin Mu.

Qin Mu sneered, "people in Penglai fairyland are at this level!"

Old three angry, "boy, don't be wild! Take another shot

For the sixth time, he tried his best to make the bow full.

With a startling blow, he shot the little master of the nine ethnic groups in Donghua.

GA - GA -

there was a faint sound from the bow string. Just when he reached the seven point full, suddenly -

a little pain flashed on his face, and poof -

a mouthful of blood gushed out.

Too competitive, Leng is to force himself into internal injury.

Qin Mu laughed and jumped forward.

Gather a powerful power and strike in the air.

as soon as Qin Peng waves a bow, he's like a ghost.

Grasp the big bow and hit the opponent with another palm.

The other side instinctively flashed to avoid the blow, but the bow in his hand was snatched by Qin Mu.

Qin Mu ran to the void and said, "let me try what the power of this bow is!"

Old three black face, "depend on you also want to pull him?"? Dream

Hey -

in the void, Qin Mu's arms exert himself, pouring all his strength into his arms.

The power of the combination of the three magical skills is like the help of heaven.

GA -

the bow was unexpectedly pulled apart by Qin Mu,

moreover, the bow was like a full moon.

Oh, my God!

He did pull the bow.

All the people in Penglai fairyland were in a panic.

You know, this bow is the treasure of Penglai fairyland. In addition to their master, only the third can pull it.

But old three can only hit 70% of its power forever.

I didn't expect that Qin Mu would pull away, and the bow was still full.

At the moment of people's consternation, there was an air of heaven and earth gathered from all directions on the bowstring.

Under the cover of a bright and boundless light, Qin Mu suddenly relaxed and shot an arrow at the third man in Penglai,

whoosh -

whoosh