The prince is very fierce

Bang bang bang

Three punches fell!

The first punch made a dent, the second punch dented more than half, and the third punch flattened the huge iron helmet. Blood spurted out from the gap in the visor, and a fan-shaped pattern was sprinkled on the snow. The scene can only be described as horrible and bloody.

Xu Buling was about to throw a fourth punch, but there was another sound of breaking wind in the distance. He immediately withdrew his hand and fell to the ground, pulling Wang Meng's body up to cover him.

Unexpectedly, the arrow of the seven-stone strong bow pierced through the heavy armor on Wang Meng's body, penetrated a little from the back, and pierced through Xu Buling's shoulder close to Wang Meng, almost piercing the two people.

"Hiss"

Xu Buling secretly took a breath of cold air, and quickly pushed Wang Meng away, threw himself behind a stone, hid his body, and checked the injury on his shoulder.

Fortunately, the heavy armor has strong protection. Although it was pierced, the arrow that came out was only an inch long. It was just a skin injury and did not affect the combat effectiveness. Fastest update mobile terminal::

Xu Buling breathed a sigh of relief, hid behind the stone, looked around, and felt a little troubled.

The distance was about 200 steps. He couldn't shoot Yang Kuan even with a bow and arrow, not to mention that he didn't have a bow and arrow now. He couldn't rely on the Lion Roar skill, which he didn't know.

Xu Buling's original plan was to kill Wang Meng and then rush over to kill Yang Kuan with the corpse as a shield. As long as he got within 50 steps, Yang Kuan would die without a single arrow.

But the seven-stone bow plus the special iron arrow was really too abnormal. If it could directly penetrate the heavy armored infantry, the meaning of the shield would be lost. If it hit the arms and legs with weaker protection, he would not even have the chance to dodge when hiding behind, and he would be pierced directly.

If there was no shield, the risk of rushing over directly would be very high. Yang Kuan is a famous expert in archery. Although the seven-stone bow is extremely physically demanding, with Yang Kuan's reputation, it is no problem for him to shoot more than a dozen arrows. He has only shot five arrows now, and he is still at his peak. If he makes a mistake, he will have to go down to accompany Chen Daozi.

Xu Buling took a breath and tilted his head to listen. There was no movement in the moonlight. Yang Kuan must be staring at this stone, waiting for him to show his head.

If he ran directly, the horse could not run fast in the mountains and forests. He could run, but Qingye could not run away. If he ran to protect Qingye, he would probably have to go down to accompany Chen Daozi.

If he wasted here, the soldiers and horses of Luliang Mountain would not come to this desolate mountain, and Northern Qi must have reinforcements.

Xu Buling took a few breaths. Under the current circumstances, he could only rush over to kill Yang Kuan first. There was no other way.

He removed a piece of cloth, tied up the wound on his arm to stop the bleeding, and then held the scabbard at his waist and rushed towards the drunk bamboo sword nailed to the tree.

The moment Xu Buling appeared, there was another sharp sound of breaking wind in the distance.

Xu Buling listened to the sound to determine the position, raised the scabbard and swept towards the incoming arrow.

However, this sweep was accurate, but the feeling was a bit wrong.

Compared with the iron arrow just now, the flying arrow was much less powerful, and was directly swept by the scabbard with full force and exploded in the air, breaking into pieces.

Xu Buling realized something was wrong as soon as he made a move, and quickly raised his left hand to catch another feather arrow that followed closely, and the third feather arrow had already arrived in front of him.

Continuous arrows!

This scene really shocked Xu Buling, and he secretly said: Can the seven-stone bow shoot like this? !

The seven-stone bow obviously couldn't shoot like this.

In the distance, Yang Kuan had walked to a stone 150 steps away, standing quietly under the moonlight, and replaced the seven-stone strong bow in his hand with the common three-stone bow. It took almost no effort to draw the bow, and the arrows fell like beads towards Xu Buling who was hiding in the woods.

A sharpshooter who can only use a three-stone bow certainly cannot use a seven-stone bow, but a strong man who can use a seven-stone bow must be able to use a three-stone bow easily.

Yang Kuan is an expert in bows and arrows. He knows that the cannon fodder who delays the opponent will die, and the opponent can dodge the arrows of the seven-stone bow. How can he stand still and shoot with a strong bow?

The seven-stone bow has already consumed a lot of physical strength after shooting five arrows in a row. If he shoots continuously, his arms can't bear it.

Yang Kuan has three pots of arrows and two bows behind him. At this time, he changes to a three-stone bow to suppress Xu Buling, just relax his arms, wait for Xu Buling to find a shield, and then change to a strong bow. Anyway, he is far away, and he has plenty of time to change strategies, and Xu Buling will die if he is hit by an arrow.

However, Xu Buling has never seen a sharpshooter as powerful as Yang Kuan before, and Yang Kuan has never seen a target as powerful as Xu Buling.

The special iron arrows of the Seven Stone Bow were too fast and powerful, and Xu Buling was indeed difficult to block. However, the ordinary feather arrows shot by the Three Stone Bow could even dodge the seriously injured Chen Daozi for a long time. If Xu Buling couldn't block them in his prime, what kind of martial arts champion would he be?

As for the continuous arrows, no matter how fast a person shoots, he can only shoot one arrow at a time. As long as it is not a volley of crossbows, Xu Buling will block one by one, and his movements will never be slower than Yang Kuan.

After Xu Buling found out that it was an ordinary feather arrow, the pressure was greatly reduced. He used the scabbard to block continuously, rushed to the front of the drunk bamboo sword, pulled out the straight sword and turned around to rush to Yang Kuan.

One shot accurately, and the other blocked accurately, so it was obvious that there was no way to stop Xu Buling's steps.

After a few arrows, Yang Kuan found something wrong, quickly changed to the Seven Stone Bow, and shot an arrow at Xu Buling's chest with all his strength.

But the slight pause had already prepared Xu Buling for a while. He dodged the sharp arrows quickly, and his running speed was slightly limited, but he still approached Yang Kuan.

Swish, swish, swish

The sound of the arrows breaking through the air was almost piercing, like the night howl of a bird of prey in the forest.

Yang Kuan was indeed very fierce, but the seven-stone bow was a great burden on his arms. He had shot ten arrows in total, and the intervals between them were obviously lengthened. The speed of drawing the bow was also getting slower and slower, and he gradually became out of breath.

Xu Buling knew that Yang Kuan's arm could not hold on any longer. Every time he dodged an arrow, he would quickly advance dozens of steps, not giving Yang Kuan any chance to breathe. As long as Yang Kuan turned around and ran, he would basically win. He didn't believe that Yang Kuan could turn back and shoot the seven-stone bow while running.

Under the moonlight, the two sides quickly closed the distance in the sharp arrows.

On the other side of the forest.

Ning Qingye poked his eyes out from the stone wall and saw Xu Buling, like the unparalleled killing god, instantly killing two pursuers and charging under the rain of arrows without any effort. His mind gradually changed from nervousness to appreciation. He held the hilt of the sword with an inexplicable look in his eyes.

Women in the rivers and lakes all like knights with strong martial arts and handsome and unrestrained. Ning Qingye is slow to react to emotions, but it doesn't mean that she doesn't like this kind of scene where a man can block the way for thousands of men.

Who doesn't want to have such a powerful person by his side?

Ning Qingye had such a person protecting her. She and her mother lived in the mountain stronghold in Shu. Her father was the most powerful person in the stronghold. Although he liked reading and didn't like fighting, he was the most powerful after all.

If Li Hansheng was in the stronghold when the government wiped out the stronghold, it might be the same. She and her mother hid behind the rocks and killed the officers and soldiers alone.

Unfortunately, there is no if. Li Hansheng finally gave up everything for high positions and generous salaries...

Ning Qingye's eyes showed some resentment, but it was quickly hidden.

After all, the man she was looking at now would not abandon his wife and daughter like Li Hansheng. He was already the son of a prince, and he didn't need high positions and generous salaries. There was nothing to pursue except beautiful women. If he even abandoned beautiful women, what else could he pursue?

Thinking of this, Ning Qingye suddenly understood why Xu Buling was lustful.

He was a master of martial arts, a peerless literary talent, a high position and power, and a beautiful face! If he wasn't lustful, what could he expect him to pursue?

Hmm...

Ning Qingye's eyes were strange. He had been bothered by Xu Buling's philandering, but now he suddenly let it go. After all, no matter how many women Xu Buling found, he could protect them. His lust didn't bother anyone. It was better than those scum who couldn't protect them and killed the women he would spend the rest of his life with...

The arrows flew across the sky, and the two enemies were getting closer and closer.

Ning Qingye focused on Xu Buling's surroundings to prevent any reinforcements that he hadn't noticed from suddenly rushing out to disturb Xu Buling.

Behind Ning Qingye, the three horses were hidden behind a stone wall. There were no trees next to the stone wall. The reins were hung on a dead vine. They were temporarily hung there because the situation was critical.

The wind-chasing horses were strictly trained. They would not run around or make any noise without orders, otherwise they would be easily discovered during a night attack on the battlefield. But if someone gave an order, it would be different.

Xu Buling's wind-chasing horse could untie the reins and jump out of the stable by itself. The two wind-chasing horses next to him were also wind-chasing horses, and they would not be any worse.

On the brown horse, Jiang Kai had opened his eyes, but did not make a sound. He just stared at the woman in white beside the stone wall cautiously and gently broke free from the ropes.

Ning Qingye had knocked Jiang Kai unconscious just now. Knowing that Jiang Kai was the prince of the Northern Qi vassal, he was very valuable, so he didn't dare to use heavy hands, and just knocked him casually.

When Jiang Kai fell into the hands of the enemy, he subconsciously had the desire to escape. After fainting, he was soon awakened by the sound of fighting and knew that the life-saving reinforcements had come.

Jiang Kai was the prince of the right prince of the Northern Qi, born in a royal family, and would guard the border in the future. His kung fu could not be bad, otherwise he would not dare to lead 10,000 vanguards deep into the enemy's belly, and he would encounter a pervert like Xu Buling, so he was unlucky and caught.

At this time, he was not injured, and Xu Buling was not in front of him, so it was not difficult to break free from the rope. After Jiang Kai struggled for a while, the rope loosened and his hands and feet broke free.

Jiang Kai was knocked unconscious by Ning Qingye just now. He knew that Ning Qingye was also good at martial arts. The other party was holding a weapon, so he would definitely not dare to alarm Ning Qingye. After taking a deep breath, he gently pressed the horse's neck a few times with his hand.

The brown chasing wind horse was Jiang Kai's mount. The tacit understanding between the master and the servant was no worse than Xu Buling and the big black horse.

When the master was awake and gave instructions, the brown horse understood, slowly bit the reins, and then walked out.

The horse was tired of standing, and moving its hooves a few times casually would definitely not arouse people's vigilance. Ning Qingye heard the sound of the horse's hooves, but did not look back to check.

Jiang Kai's heartstrings were tense, and he lay on the horse's back carefully, trying to keep a distance and break through with all his strength.

Just because Ning Qingye didn't pay attention, it didn't mean that there were no spies next to him.

Xu Buling's big black horse was not idle. It stood in front of him and saw that the little brother he had just captured wanted to run away. He alertly let out a long neigh.

Jiang Kai's face suddenly changed, thinking that it was not good, he stood up without hesitation, kicked the horse hard and fled into the woods...