The First Cause of All Realms

The moonlight is thin and the night wind is extremely high.

Yang Yu stood on top of the tree trunk, his clothes swept back by the wind.

But his hand was still very steady, and the feathered arrows swept across his hand quickly, causing bursts of air to roar away.

The bow opens the full moon.

Arrow out of the chain!

After qi and blood entered the mud pill, although he still couldn't see the night like day, his five senses were far superior to ordinary people. The wasteland under the night wind was almost invisible in his eyes.

The balance system of Daming is mainly jin, jun and stone.

One weight is thirty pounds, one stone is four weights, and Liu Wenpeng's bow is a nine-stone bow. Even if it is counted in the Qingzhou Army, it is also among the strong bows.

With Liu Wenpeng's martial arts, he can only open the bow nine times in a short period of time, otherwise his arm will tremble and he will lose his alignment.

Yang Yu has the strength of nine bulls and two tigers, although drawing a bow will also have a physical load, but it is far more relaxed and freehand than Liu Wenpeng, but his inner qi is insufficient, and he cannot shoot the "four elephant arrows".

But even so, it was enough to deal with these bandits.

shhhhh~

The fierce sound of breaking the sky almost rang out.

Almost every time the arrow goes down, there will be a scream. Whether hiding behind a bush or falling to the ground, it is almost impossible to resist this ghostly flying arrow.

The combination of powerful strength and superhuman five senses allowed Yang Yu to suppress the hundreds of gangsters fleeing in embarrassment in the wilderness with only one bow and one bow.

Among these gangsters, there are also crossbow holders, but what kind of lethality is there when an ordinary crossbow shoots a hundred feet?

Almost only had time to shoot one or two arrows, and was killed by Yang Prison's condescending one point!

"what!"

Ghostly arrows nailed one of the bandits to the ground, blood splashed, and the other was stunned.

Seeing that man bent his bow and arrows again, his courage was almost broken.

"Did he shoot Yuchilong with a cold arrow?"

In the shadows, the middle-aged scribe broke out in cold sweat.

The previous arrow, which had killed the two of them with strength, wiped his face and almost knocked off his ears.

Such a strong bow, once shot, he is almost dead.

"It's no wonder that Daming can't ban swords, but he bans bows and crossbows..."

After bending the bow and arrow again and again, Yang Yu couldn't help but feel ripples in his heart.

When it comes to killing people alone, the sword is far from being compared with the bow and crossbow. A strong martial artist and a strong bow can make one person into an army.

Yang Yu even felt that if he was given enough arrows and the bandits didn't flee, then even if they were ten times more numerous.

He can kill cleanly.

However, this is just a thought.

Even if he possesses the power of nine bulls and two tigers, he is simply unable to pull the nine cross bows a thousand times in a short period of time, and these bandits may never retreat.

"Zhi Niang thief! I see how many arrows you can shoot!"

The one-armed bandit's one-eyed reddened, and seeing the screams one after another, he finally couldn't hold back any longer.

This time, he brought all the elites in his cottage, and many of them were good players who had changed blood.

Hearing the screams one after another, his heart was almost bleeding.

"Roar!"

A muffled sound like a tiger's roar exploded from its belly.

In an instant, his inner qi had exploded to the extreme, and his whole body was as red as blood, and his burly body was actually raised by as much as a foot.

boom!

With a heavy step under his feet, large tracts of mud and sand were raised from the ground.

With a sharp bow, he rushed out like an evil tiger pounced on its food, and danced wildly with a single sword, seemingly cutting off the airflow in front of him.

After a few steps, he has already sped out as many as several dozen feet.

Fiercely and furiously, he rushed towards Yang Prison.

At the same time, the other bandit leaders who were dodging in embarrassment also suddenly burst into flames, all arousing their blood, either walking on the ground or rushing forward.

Also rushed over.

"Dog boy bird! Grandpa must kill you!"

The bald-headed man also jumped up, dancing wildly with an axe to protect the key points of his face, and roaring like a bull, rushing towards Yang Prison.

"Kill that archer!"

"Rush! Kill him!"

"He's just alone, rush up, kill him, kill him!"

Seeing that many leaders charged violently, and many bandits who were shot by arrows in embarrassment, were also inspired by their fierce nature.

They roared and rushed towards Yang Prison.

"Are you not afraid of death?"

Seeing the attack of the bandits, Yang Yu's eyes turned cold, he tapped his steps, and jumped down from the old tree.

soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

The yellow horse, who had been anxiously waiting for a long time, let out a long neigh.

"call!"

Urging the horse to gallop, Yang Prison simultaneously bent his bow and set up an arrow to avoid the many bandit leaders who were charging at an extremely fast speed.

His inner qi was so thin that he couldn't trigger the Four Elephant Arrows, so he naturally chose to kill these ordinary bandits first.

"This feeling doesn't seem to be bad."

Yang Prison hurried his horses, walking up and down the wasteland. Every time he drew his bow and arrows, a bandit would scream.

No matter the night or the strong wind, it seems that there is no way to block his sight and sight.

To the horror of all the bandits, he fired dozens of arrows in a row, but his strength and accuracy did not weaken in any way.

"He's not human!"

One person after another fell, and finally a bandit was killed and almost collapsed.

He wailed and discarded the sword, rolling and crawling trying to escape, but only the ruthless feathered arrow responded to him.

shhhhh~

Three arrows fired!

"Aah!"

The bald-headed man swung his axe angrily, but slapped it in the air, and with a glance from the corner of his eye, the brothers who followed were pierced through the chest and blood spattered.

"Bitch, bastard!"

The bald head was furious, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"Rats who hurt people with secret arrows, dare to fight with me directly!"

The rest of the leaders were also furious.

But no matter how they roared, the only people who responded to them in the dark night were neighs and arrows with murderous intent.

The unprecedented powerlessness made several people almost crazy.

"Ah! Rat, Rat!"

The one-armed bandit was almost mad with anger, and he exerted all his strength, madly all the way.

Under the vigorous inner energy, his speed was as fast as a galloping horse, and at this time, without leaving any room, he quickly pulled into the distance of each other.

Soon, he had already seen Yang Prison, who was urging his horse to move in a vertical and horizontal direction, drawing his bow and arrows again and again.

"Kill, kill!"

The several bandit leaders who came from all over the place were all furious, roaring wildly, roaring and rushing to kill.

"call!"

Yang Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, and he reached out to touch it, but it was empty, and the arrows were all shot in the air.

"He's out of arrows!"

The one-armed bandit's thoughts flashed in his heart, and his face suddenly became more ferocious. With a roar, the long knife in his palm had turned into a silver-white piece of training.

He slashed straight to ten zhang away, as if he was a little stunned because he didn't touch the arrow.

How ruthless a sharpshooter is, and how miserable he will be when he is approached!

Under this knife, the one-armed bandit and even the bandit leader who came from everywhere seemed to have seen the panic of this **** archer.

and a tragic end.

But the next moment, their hearts suddenly jumped.

I saw that under the faint moonlight and the light of the sword, there was no panic on the face of the archer, and there was even a faint mockery on his face.

"What? Does he have a backer?"

The one-armed bandit was startled.

But the arrow had to be fired on the string. His sword had already burst out the inner energy of the whole body, the tiger was roaring and the blood was boiling, and there was absolutely no possibility of it being withdrawn.

"call!"

The ferocious knife light came with the killing intent.

Huang Pyu's horse was almost frantic, but Yang Yu was not in a hurry. He hung the fine iron bow on the horse's back and let the light of the sword come across ten feet.

I just wiped it from my waist!

Clang!

A knife cry echoed in the night sky, and Sen Han's terrifying murderous intent was like moonlight, which shrouded all around in an instant.

The one-armed bandit only felt a chill in his heart, and his whole body stabbed, as if he was hit by a thousand long knives at the same time.

An unprecedented sense of crisis suddenly exploded in his heart!

"what?!"

The one-armed bandit's eyes were splitting, but he couldn't see anything.

That knife light occupied all his perspectives like a crescent moon!

How can it be? !

At this moment, great shock and astonishment filled his heart.

His archery skills are nearly 100 hits, with a strong bow and a hard arrow that can pierce through the skull within 100 zhang.

Who would have thought that his swordsmanship was actually stronger than archery!

laugh!

The next moment, his eyes were red with blood, and there was a rustling sound in his ears, as if blood was thrown.

"You really think I can only shoot arrows..."

The moment the heavy object fell and the endless darkness descended, he heard a roar from a distance, and a faint sneer in front of him.

Pfft!

In the blood fog that filled the sky, the headless body slammed heavily on the ground, as if it had hit everyone's heart!

Including the bald man, all the bandits were stunned.

Except for a few, the vast majority didn't even see what was going on.

I only felt that the boss drew his sword and roared up, the sword light flashed, and his head had been beheaded.

"how come?!"

The group of bandits only felt their hearts and hair were cold, and their bodies completely lost their temperature, looking at the blood mist that was floating, as if they were stupid.

It wasn't until he saw Yang Prison urging the horse to come that he woke up like a dream.

At this moment, it can be seen that everyone's choices are different.

The bald-headed man wielded an axe and slaughtered fiercely, while the rest wailed and fled like a defeated dog.

And more thieves were scared out of their minds, scurrying like headless flies.

Clang~

The knife light swayed the axe high, and swept across it unabated.

laugh!

Dou Da's bald head flew up, blood splashing.

Yang Yu stretched his bones and stretched his bones, wielding his sword across the horse, and people used horsepower to chase and kill him.

People are not as good as mice without courage!

Yang Prison straddled the horse alone, and dozens of bandits ran away crying, but no one had the courage to turn around and fight him.

One person, one horse, one bow and one knife.

...

"This donor is so fierce!"

Looking at the wasteland that was full of chaos and blood, an old monk wearing a bamboo hat and a robe folded his hands together and recited the Buddha's name in a low voice.

"Amitabha."

The skinny novice folded his hands together, but there was light rolling in his eyes.

"It's a pity that killing is a small skill, and keeping the precepts is the great way!"

The old monk noticed something and shook his head slightly:

"Su Ming, do you recognize this donor?"

"The vulgarity of the disciple was killed by him."

Su Ming said in a low voice.

"This is the relationship between you and him!"

The old monk smiled slightly and said:

"If you find the 'Jia Lan relic' in this trip, I promise you to find him and break the relationship for the teacher."

"Everything is empty~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Where did the predestined law come from?"

Su Ming sighed slightly:

"Master Yang has arrogance in his heart, and he should be reckless. There is no resentment in the heart of the disciple, so how can you say that you will break the relationship?"

His face was calm, but his heart was silent.

According to the rules of Lanke Temple, if there is no benefactor Yang, perhaps he will have to break the vulgarity by himself?

"good!"

The old monk nodded and smiled:

"That's a great word! Su Ming, you really have a root of wisdom, maybe this trip will depend on you as a teacher."

Su Ming put his hands together and his face was calm:

"It's all up to the teacher to decide."

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