Wandering the Immortals and Martial Heavens

"The tone is not small, but it's just practicing juggling!"

"Little Hu people dare to underestimate my Central Plains martial arts!"

"Wait and take an arrow from me!"

Jing Zhou casually took out three feathered arrows, and without hesitation, he bent his bow and shot towards the three envoys of Persia.

"whoosh whoosh"

There were three urgent sounds, and the three Persian envoys were like thorns on their backs, and their hearts were chilled, and they hurriedly blocked the holy fire order in front of them.

"clang clang"

Immediately after three loud bangs, the faces of the three of them changed drastically. They all felt that there was a huge force on the torch, and the hand holding the torch felt like it was about to explode.

After a moment of stalemate, Huiyue Envoy let out an exclamation, and could no longer hold the holy fire token in his right hand. When he let go, the holy fire token was shot to the ground by the arrow feathers.

After Huiyue Envoy, Liuyun Envoy and Miaofeng Envoy let go of the Holy Fire Order one after another.

"What a great power!"

Miao Fengshi took a breath of cold air, looked down, and saw that the palm of his right hand was bloody and bloody, as if a layer of skin had been cut off by someone with a knife, through the dirty blood, the tender flesh of the palm could be vaguely seen.

Before the three of them could take a few breaths, "嗖嗖嗖" three more arrows were shot. These three arrows were like shooting stars chasing the moon, and they were faster than the previous three arrows.

Seeing this power, how dare the three of them take it hard!

Even with the Holy Fire Token in hand, it's just a matter of holding on for a few breaths, not to mention that he has already lost a Holy Fire Token at this time.

The three of them hurriedly rolled on the donkey, rolled to the ground, barely dodged.

Fortunately, Persia has no face, but the few of them are very familiar with this move of rolling on the ground.

Only Liu Yunshi was half a beat slower, and the feathered arrow grazed his scalp and passed by. Although he escaped and his life was safe, his scalp was in burning pain, as if being burned by fire.

He immediately stretched out his hand to wipe it, and the palm of his hand was extremely sticky, and he felt a gap two fingers wide between the hairs, and there was no hair on it.When the tip of my hand touched the bloody hole, it was even more painful to inhale.

If he was half a minute slower, his entire skull would be blown away by the arrow.

"Hey, I think I'm some kind of monster, and it turns out that's all there is to it. The Central Plains Kung Fu is not so powerful, how can you clowns see it clearly!" Spit it out.

It's okay to say that his martial arts are low, but to slander the Central Plains Kungfu, then he must be second only to his own leader, and the second disagrees!

"Since the three of you are here today, it's better to stay!"

"drive!"

Hanging the bow, Jing Zhou kicked the horse's belly, one man and one horse galloped forward, and the spear in his hand stabbed forward fiercely, blasting the air in front of him continuously.

"What a fast gun!"

The faces of the three Persian envoys were full of horror. Those few arrows had frightened the courage of several people, not to mention this shot that seemed to carry wind and thunder!

"escape!"

As soon as the three of them had this thought in their hearts, they heard a horse neighing in their ears, followed by a long spear pierce the Flowing Water Envoy like lightning. His eyes were fixed on the gun head shining through his chest.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't see clearly how the gun pierced his body.

With a sudden shake of the spear, Liuyun exploded his body, blood gushed out, and his lungs scattered all over the ground. Before he could even cry out, he died so badly that he couldn't die anymore.

One shot killed Liuyun Envoy, and Jing Zhou fired another shot, enveloping Envoy Miaofeng and Envoy Huiyue on the side.

Before the gun arrived, a cold light appeared from the tip of the gun, which was breathtaking.

Earlier, Liuyun Envoy was stabbed to death by this man, how dare Miaofeng Envoy and Huiyue Envoy meet the shot again, they ran away.

Envoy Huiyue was alright, he dodged the spear a little further away, but Miao Fengyi let out a scream, and was chopped off by the spear.

Yang Xiao and Wei Bat King looked at each other in blank dismay. The six arrows and one shot had reached a point where they couldn't understand!

Not to mention the three envoys of Persia, even if they were replaced by them, they would still be unable to catch that fast shot!

"I told you to stay, but can you run away?"

"Young master, I have always followed my word!"

Seeing that the two were avoiding, Jing Zhou raised his big bow, put on four feathered arrows, and shot towards them.

"Puff" two times, the feather arrows shot through Miaofengshi's body one from the left and the other from the right, and the other two arrows were swung away by Huiyueshi, and the other pierced her calf, pinning her to the ground .

Jing Zhou patted his horse forward, cast a glance at Miaofengshi, and saw that he was out of breath a long time ago, so he no longer cared about him, poked his spear, patted Huiyueshi's face with the side of the spear, and asked, "You three?" How did people know our identity? How did they catch up here?"

"A woman told us."

At that moment, the envoy of Huiyue explained the cause and effect in detail.

Even though she wanted to say a few words, the courage that had just arisen in her heart disappeared when she saw the bloody gun point.

This person in front of him is really not something they can contend with!

"It turned out to be Miss Zhao. Her subordinates suffered a loss at the hands of the three Persian envoys, so she asked me to vent her anger on her behalf. This girl is a good chess player!"

Jing Zhou picked up the two holy fire tokens on the ground with a spear, and lifted them into the air. He probed left and right, and held the sacred fire tokens in his hand.

I saw that the size and length of these two sacred torches were different, they seemed transparent and non-transparent, there seemed to be flames boiling on the tokens, and there were even small characters engraved on them.

"This holy torch is said to be Huo Shan, an old man in the mountains. It was made of platinum black iron mixed with corundum. The texture is extremely hard, and it is not inferior to the Yitian Sword and Dragon Slaying Saber."

"Left to the Bat King, let's see!"

Jing Zhou threw the two sacred fire tokens in front of Yang Xiao and Wei Yixiao. The two took the sacred fire tokens and read them carefully several times. Deliver it to your door!

Yang Xiao touched the holy fire order several times and said: "No wonder this holy fire order can cut a gap in my saber. It turns out that it is mixed with black iron!"

Xuantie is made of special material and extremely rare, and it is a first-class treasure in the world.Casting ordinary swords, just add a little bit to it, and you can turn ordinary soldiers into artifacts in no time!

At this moment, the divine power of the Holy Fire Order was not enough to surprise Yang Xiao.

Jing Zhou said: "This fire order is not only a rare magical weapon in the world, but also engraved with a set of martial arts, which is what Huo Shan has learned in his life. You have seen this set of martial arts before. It is self-contained and extremely weird. Although it is a side door, it is not as good as the righteous way, but it has brought Qi to its peak!"

Wei Yixiao's eyes lit up immediately, he collected the other four sacred torches on the ground, looked around and looked at them, he liked them very much, just looked for a long time, but didn't see any clues.

This time, when the time comes, the two of them will feel extremely uncomfortable, as if that beauty, although she looks charming to all living beings, can only be seen from a distance and cannot be played with.

"Master, my old bat has been watching for a long time, but I didn't see the martial arts. It's really tiresome! This old man Huo Shan, what a waste of effort, actually wrote in Sanskrit. Damn, what a stupid pig. Enough support!"

Jing Zhou said with a smile: "It's okay, let Xiao Zhao translate it when I go back to the church, but it's not Sanskrit, it's Persian."

"Hey, that girl Xiao Zhao really knows a lot."