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Chapter 870 1101: The Arrow Hidden Clan!  The village owner is dying!  (asking for monthly ticket)

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    There have been rumors in the world of comprehensive martial arts that there is an ancient clan called the Jianyin clan.

    This clan is an ancient clan with the same name as the Feng clan and the Tong clan. The clan members claim to be the descendants of the ancient god Hou Yi. Even General Li Guang of the Han Dynasty and the former top master of the Shenwu Kingdom, Brahma, once  Entered this clan and learned archery.

    And this clan is also an ancient clan that exists upholding the justice of heaven and earth. In the past, it worked with the four spirits of heaven and earth to protect justice.  The inner artifact, the Eight Directions Sun-shooting Bow, and the uncanny skill of the "Sun-shooting Four Symbol Arrows" serve as justice.

    The rivers and lakes have gone on for a long time, and this clan has not appeared in the rivers and lakes again for countless years, so that people in the rivers and lakes have almost forgotten the existence of this clan.

    But at this moment, the astonishing arrow that tore through the night was like shooting into King Ziyi Jing's heart, causing his pupils to shrink, and his memory suddenly recalled the terrifying clan that his master had told him about in the past.

    Boom!  !  ¡ª¡ª

    The sword energy and lightning composed of the two swords of the inner demon simultaneously tore apart the scriptures outside his body at this moment. When they landed on his body, the purple-robed scripture king let out a loud roar and his body shook, and a burst of protective energy burst out from outside his body.  The wall dispersed the sword energy that remained unabated.

    No matter how hard Yan Zangfeng and Ren Qianxing try their best, their level of strength is far different from that of the Purple Sutra King. It is commendable that they can tear apart the Purple Sutra King's external scripture protection with the offensive composed of the two swords of the inner demon.

    And the offensive of these two people was not without any use, and it also relieved Guan Yutian's pressure to some extent.

    But just when Guan Yutian was about to retreat, Ziyi Jingwang's big hand suddenly grabbed it, and his fingers spread out and released blood.

    Rejuvenate bloody hands!

    Almost at the same time, the King of Purple Clothes Sutra struck out with one finger with his left hand at an unparalleled speed. The six-character mantra "Om Mani Padme Hum" surrounding his left hand rotated in reverse order, blasting away at the incoming flaming arrows.  Like a red bird-like arrow.

    Bang!  !

    Two tyrannical forces suddenly exploded, and the surrounding airflow was also affected by this extremely powerful explosive force. In an instant, the strong wind and energy were scattered.

    The King of Purple Clothes Sutra only felt the blood boiling, but Guan Yutian, who was sucked by his right palm, spat out a mouthful of blood and was injured by the tyrannical power transmitted from the King of Purple Clothes Sutra.

    At this moment, the Ice King and the Divine Mother, who had escaped from many scripture characters, had already freed up their hands to kill, attacking the purple-clothed scripture king from the left and right. Liao Rushen shouted sharply, his eyes flashed with dazzling mental fluctuations, and he swooped towards  The Purple Sutra King.

    "Hahahaha!! What kind of Jianyin clan, what kind of descendants of the Arrow God? That's all! Send out all your sun-shooting four-elephant arrows! You all go up together!"

    King Ziyi Sutra realized that the power of the four-elephant arrow shooting at the sun was not as terrifying as the master had said. He then realized that the person who shot the arrow must not have entered the state of return to his true state. He suddenly burst into laughter and blasted away with his palm, almost causing him to collapse.  The official Yutian smashed towards the Ice Emperor, his ears trembled gently in a rhythm, and he used his ears and eyes to listen to the wind to identify his position, and fought with everyone.

    The fighting speed between these people was as fast as a white horse passing by.

    In the eyes of those watching the battle from a distance, it was like several phantoms moving around in a turbid air wave storm. The sound of each collision was like a loud explosion of gunpowder, causing shallow pits to explode on the ground and trees.  If hit, it will break.

    In such a battle, neither Ren Qianxing nor Yan Zangfeng, including the seriously injured Guan Yutian, were unable to intervene anymore.

    Even Ling Rushen, who relies on his dreamy Wuji to help him, can only carefully look for opportunities.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????:?The air between the two warring parties became thick and red.

    "Wow!!"

    Lulu Shen was also attacked by the power of the soul that swept in. The two gods Yin and Yang were severely injured and fell to the ground exhausted with blood spurting out.

    In the eyes of the people watching the battle from a distance, a purple-clothed Sutra King had already knocked away the entangled opponents when he came face to face, demonstrating his tyrannical strength far beyond everyone else.

    Roar!  !  ¡ª¡ª

    At this moment, another dazzling arrow was shot out. There was no sound of breaking through the air, but it was accompanied by an earth-shattering roar of a tiger. It turned into a white arrow and shot toward the purple-robed King like a white rainbow piercing the sun.

    From the moment the arrow was launched, when everyone saw it, the murderous white arrow was less than ten feet away from the purple-clothed king.

    At this moment, the King of Purple Clothes Sutra was just about to lose his old strength and regenerate his new strength. He looked furious and stopped to take a deep breath. He waved his Zen staff and struck out like a raging-eyed King Kong.

    ¡°Cang!!!¡±

    Like a meteorite hitting the earth, the terrifying force of the impact caused the ground to become muddyThe purple-robed Sutra King suddenly looked solemn.

    God of War Catalog ¡¤ Divine Might!  !  !

    The power and momentum of the two spirits collided again.

    King Ziyi Jing was caught off guard and felt a sharp pain between his brows. His soul couldn't help but let out a burst of screams, his momentum dropped, his face changed tragically and he suddenly retreated.

    The red crow on his shoulder suddenly let out a strange and unpleasant cry, "Yeah". The cry was like a sharp knife breaking through the suppressed momentum, causing the King of Purple Cloth Sutra to immediately get rid of the strong mental shock.

    Jiang Dali let out a light sigh, staring closely at the face of the King of Purple Sutra, which was very similar to that of Xiongba. He suddenly sneered and aroused a strong fighting spirit. He grabbed the knife with both hands, and the iron nail wrist guards suddenly expanded, and his legs  With one flexion, the calf and thigh muscles exert amazing strength.

    The demon eagle screamed and was kicked vertically towards the woods.

    "Since you are the domineering father! Then you will take a knife for your dead son!!!"

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? !  !

    The air was like a curtain cut by a huge side knife, and there was an overwhelming roar!

    A dazzling red flame suddenly flashed across the air, lighting up half of the sky, forming a magnificent and domineering terrifying sword energy twenty feet long, and slashed down in anger with a frenzied look!

    In the blink of an eye, the ferocious sword energy was forced into the range of three feet, and the strong murderous aura surged in. The King of Purple Clothes Sutra was not afraid, he let out a long roar, and his inner strength was shaken. Two sutras suddenly floated out from the grass basket, and his blood-red palms  , and slapped the two volumes of scriptures floating down!

    With a "wave" sound, all the black characters in the two volumes of scriptures swarmed out like angry waves, erupting like a river bursting its embankment, blasting towards the twenty-foot sword energy.

    A volume of Prajna Demonic Sutra is 266 words long, which forced Guan Yutian, Binghuang and others to go all out and still resulted in heavy casualties.

    These two volumes of the Prajna Demonic Sutra contain 532 words. They are already the twelfth level of terrifying power in the Sutra and No Way technique. They have the power of gods and ghosts to ward off changes!

    The nearest ones, the Ice King and the Goddess, all anticipated something bad and immediately retreated.

    "Boom!!"

    The two peerless powers collided head-on for the first time under the shocked eyes. The loud noise that erupted was like a sky thunder exploding, as if the sky was shattering and the earth was shattering. The soil on the ground was shaken, and corpses were suddenly lifted off the ground and flew into the sky.  Burst open.

    Various trees made a crunching sound as if they were overwhelmed, and twisted like crazy. A strong wind passed through the branches and leaves, making a roaring roar.

    In the eyes of people who were shocked and expectant, in the chaotic battlefield, the five hundred and thirty-two black characters were blasted away by the sword energy as thick as a sky bridge, as if it were shattered. However, the sword energy was also on the verge of being scattered, and was struck by the King of Purple Clothes Sutra.  Zen staff defeated.

    The hands of the Purple Sutra King holding the Zen staff trembled violently, and he staggered and retreated repeatedly. He felt that the shaking Zen staff in his hand was like a ferocious tumbling python about to fly out, and the tiger's mouth was about to burst.  .

    At this moment, he truly understood how powerful the main force of Black Wind Village was rumored to be.

    Even he couldn't bear this brutal and terrifying power.

    He roared angrily and kicked his foot into the ground to stand firm. The soil exploded. He didn't dare to neglect. He put his palms together and was about to use the unique invisible air wall to protect his body. However

    "Boom!"

    A golden figure as tall as a mountain fell down as fast as a meteorite.

    Just after landing, the ground sank with a bang.

    A vague phantom rushed towards him quickly and savagely against the shock wave. In the muscular arms, the red sword wrapped in the heat wave like a flame and slashed violently

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