Youth's Cultivation

There are 100 disciples of Qinglong hall, 50 with swords and 50 archers. Their previous cooperation has made them taste the sweetness. Now everyone is full of confidence!

Red dragon hurried with his subordinates. As for Wang Xiaohu, he had searched for the enemy's tracks several miles away!

"Brothers, the hunt has begun!" Chilong picked up the messenger, read the information above, and immediately aroused a burst of cheers.

"Shut up, do you want to scare the prey away? All quiet, let's go! " The red dragon urged the lightning leopard to fly away in the distance. The disciples in the back can't compare with the lightning leopard, but the feet of the cultivator must be faster than ordinary horses!

Four foundation building period, nearly 100 smart and perfect elite disciples! Wang Xiaohu and Dahei lurk thousands of kilometers away from the place where the group of people are stationed. If they get closer, they may be detected by the monk's divine consciousness during the foundation period.

When Chilong reached 300 meters away, he let the disciples hide in the dense forest. He came forward quietly and knew the strength of the other party. Chilong's face was dignified!

The two whispered for a moment. Chilong turned and left. Even Da Hei followed Chilong. Wang Xiaohu took a deep breath, held his breath and sneaked towards each other's residence!

The other party is located in a small earth mountain with a broad field of vision. Wang Xiaohu is close to 500 meters and hides in a tree crown up to 30 meters!

Take out a spiritual bow. It's not the best tiger tendon string bow, but an ordinary spiritual bow used by other disciples. Because the tiger tendon string bow only has 12 arrows, Wang Xiaohu has to save it!

Five hundred meters is not the best range, but for Wang Xiaohu, his divine sense is comparable to that of a friar in the foundation period. The exploration range exceeds kilometers, so he can still lock the target five hundred meters away. With his strength, such a distance is enough to shoot ordinary disciples!

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

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Wang Xiaohu bent his bow and took an arrow as fast as lightning. Four or five arrows passed one after another. Five Yuling sect disciples on the opposite hill were killed by arrows, which caused a burst of panic!

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

"Defense, defense!"

"There, in that tree, come on!"

A friar in the foundation period quickly locked the target and rushed up with an arrow!

"Younger martial brother Liu, beware of fraud!" A trace of doubt flashed in the eyes of an old man with sparse hair!

"Whoosh, whoosh!"

Three arrows flew again, and the three disciples were shot again, either in the heart or in the throat. They were killed in an instant!

"Cheat a fart. If you're afraid, I'm not afraid. Kill that little bastard again. All the disciples are dead. You can have good fruit when you return to the sect!"

"Whoosh!" Another two arrows broke through the air, which seemed to echo the words of younger martial brother Liu and reap the lives of two Yuling sect disciples.

"Younger martial brother Zhou, you go with younger martial brother Liu. Be careful!"

The old man with thin hair gave orders to another junior brother next to him!

Younger martial brother Zhou looks like he's in his early 40s. He's weak. He's naturally unwilling to hear this. The ten people who came in front of him disappeared during the foundation building period don't know. Now they don't understand what means those Qingyun sect disciples used to make their fellow disciples disappear, but this person has no position in the sect. He doesn't dare to object and can only answer!

"Others defend against sneak attacks!" The old man with sparse hair shouted again, but many disciples despised him. The white elder is really timid. There are others. It is estimated that he is afraid of danger. Let martial uncle Zhou and martial uncle Liu explore the way!