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- Chapter 916, Nagarjuna died in battle!
When encountering some extreme scenes, we are always left speechless.
??The waves are crashing on the shore, the snow is thousands of miles away, the maple leaves are all over the mountains and fields, the rainbow is colorful in the sky, or the smiling face of the child¡ª¡ª
The words created by human beings are limited, but time, space, and beauty are infinite.
The old witch¡¯s descending speed was extremely fast, and the bearded man¡¯s arrow shooting speed was also extremely fast.
This extreme creates a sense of beauty.
Whether it¡¯s the old witch¡¯s descending movement or the bearded bow and arrow, they are all so beautiful.
The three bows and arrows fired in the first round seemed to have become living works of art. They flew one after another, blocking the old witch's fall with a perfect attack formation.
Unless she deviates from the course, she will be shot through by any one or three of these three bows and arrows at the same time.
Nagarjuna is an extremely proud person, a demigod-level figure. How could she choose to escape?
Her eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, indicating that she was very angry.
Her falling speed remained unchanged, but her body was inverted 180 degrees.
Originally it was with the feet in front, but now it is with the head in front, descending upside down. She stretched out her waxy but well-maintained right hand, ready to catch the bow and arrow that was coming quickly.
How can a trivial skill hurt someone?
Whoosh!
The first arrow fell into her hand.
There was no struggle on the feathered arrow, and it was as docile as a little lamb that saw its master.
There was a smile on Longjun's lips, and things were exactly as he imagined.
The second arrow came, and she stretched out her right hand again.
boom!
This feather arrow is more powerful and has a stronger impact.
She felt her palms were a little stiff and numb, but this didn't affect anything.
¡ª¡ª
The third arrow hit her palm without her being prepared.
Why do you say you are not prepared?
Because she took the initiative to ¡®catch¡¯ the first two arrows. After she grasped the first arrow firmly, she could grasp the second arrow firmly. Each arrow gave her a mental preparation and a buffer time.
This is the attitude of having everything under control. Same as her life situation.
But, the third arrow is different.
After she caught the second arrow, still feeling the shock and slight damage caused by the arrow, the third arrow rushed towards her impatiently.
She had to reach out again. If she didn't reach out and grab it, the naughty guy would get into her body and do whatever he wanted.
She doesn¡¯t like hard, stick-like objects. Never needed.
So, the third time I reached out was a little hasty and a little reluctant.
Who likes to rush and force things? The old witch didn't like the third arrow either.
She doesn¡¯t like this arrow, it¡¯s still ugly in her hand.
This arrow is very different from the first two arrows. The first arrow has the lightest force and the slowest speed. Although it is very powerful, it is easy to adapt to it.
The second arrow is faster and more powerful than the first arrow. When you have just adapted to the speed and power of the first arrow, you will feel a little uncomfortable when you get the second arrow. It may even cause you some minor trouble.
Of course, Nagarjuna is not an ordinary person, so such trouble is not a problem at all for her.
But the third arrow gave people a headache. It was the fastest and most powerful. It pierced through the edges silently, and with a world-destroying momentum and ambition, it violently hit the palm of Nagarjuna Bodhisattva and the other two bows and arrows in her palm.
It is a shot in the arm and a catalyst. Under its action, the other two bows and arrows that had lost their 'life' became active again.
They crowded, rubbed and collided with each other, making Nagarjuna feel as if his palms were being burned by fire, as if they were about to explode.
Only then did Nagarjuna realize that he had been deceived by the big, honest-looking man.
His archery skills are not as simple as they appear on the surface, there are hidden secrets inside.
Nagarjuna Bodhisattva¡¯s guess was correct. These three arrows were called ¡®brothers¡¯ arrows of one heart¡¯. The first arrow is the elder brother, who is steady and generous, and the most brave, as the leader. The second arrow is the second younger brother, who is smart, resourceful, and a little more petty than the eldest brother. The third arrow is the younger brother, smart and naughty, but alsoHe has a violent personality, likes to be naughty and mischievous, and can easily cause trouble to others.
Among the three brothers, the younger one is the fastest and the most powerful. Second child comes next. The boss is the weakest. The eldest son uses his honest and honest face to deceive, the second eldest son makes people give up their guard, which is actually cheating, and the third eldest son is not polite to others and will show off his face without even saying hello.
But, if this is the case, why did the boss arrive first when all three arrows were fired, while the youngest, the fastest and most violent one, arrived last?
This is the technique of string pulling.
The eldest one uses chords, the second one uses pressing strings, and the third one uses sharp strings. Although they seem to be shot out at the same time, they have distinct starting sequences and flight trajectories.
Of course, this change is difficult to discern with the naked eye. Even if you could see it, how could you possibly understand that a simple bow-drawing action involves as many techniques as playing a pipa?
Nagarjuna felt danger.
For the first time in my life, I felt danger.
At this time, she was almost landing on the bearded body.
The bearded man shot the fourth arrow.
Since we have brothers, how can we not have parents?
Yes, the fourth arrow is the ¡®mother arrow¡¯ of the three brothers. The four arrows are collectively called the ¡®child and mother arrows¡¯.
Of course, Tang Zhong once joked that this was a 'little mother and son'. Because he felt that each of these four arrows was quite cheap, making it easy for people to fall into the trap. And with four arrows fired at once, even if you know you have been deceived, there is no way to escape. Once you want to run, there may be a sounding arrow stuck in your back.
If you choose to face it at the beginning, you must face it to the end.
Bearded Beard had already figured out Nagarjuna¡¯s mentality, and he knew that she would not choose to avoid it.
The fourth arrow is like an old and unattractive woman, with mediocre speed and mediocre strength. There are no fancy movements, no loud calls, and nothing that makes people feel anything new and eye-catching - any hunter can shoot such an arrow.
Yes, this is the most ordinary arrow.
It is also the simplest and most direct method that bearded men have practiced for decades - direct shooting.
Nagarjuna is a discerning person. She was frightened by this arrow and her will was confused.
Her left hand that had been holding the spell was finally released, and her right hand that was holding the three arrows was also empty.
She clasped her hands together, preparing to use her hands to shoot the fourth arrow.
She still insisted on carrying on.
She didn¡¯t want to retreat, and she didn¡¯t want to be forced to retreat by this man.
Look, what a proud woman.
Whoosh!
Her hands clamped the mother arrow.
It was easy to feel that this made her have an illusion for a moment: Did she see it wrong?
Soon, she knew the difference between this arrow and the other three arrows.
Because she can't keep it.
Why is it still moving forward even though it is held in the palm of your hand?
Nagarjuna was surprised to find that her two palms were cut off in the middle, which was the point of most direct contact with the bow and arrow.
The ten fingers fell down, and she could see their trajectory flying in the air.
She didn¡¯t feel any pain, she didn¡¯t feel any numbness, she didn¡¯t feel anything.
too fast.
This arrow is too fast and too sharp.
When it cuts off human organs, the pain has not yet reached the brain nerves.
Whoosh!
It penetrates into the chest, and the chest cannot keep it.
Whoosh!
It passed through the thick trunk of the tree, and the trunk could not hold it.
It flies high into the sky, to a distance no one knows.
It is like a prodigal son, looking for his hometown far away.
It disappeared, as if it had never been there.
¡°It would be better if it never happened.¡±
Nagarjuna looked at the blood hole in his chest, his pupils widened in disbelief.
After a long time, he let out a deep sigh.
She walked to a big tree and sat cross-legged in the snow. Her hands, which were dripping with blood and even had flesh residue on them, were pressed together. She closed her eyes tightly and recited Sanskrit sounds.
Soon, the sound stopped, her body sat stiffly, and there was no sound anymore.
Nagarjuna died in battle!
The bearded man got up from the ground and looked at the place where Nagarjuna passed away.There was a hint of respect in his eyes.
She is the strongest master he has ever encountered. He respects her.
Then, he rushed over and groped in Longshu's arms.
"This old witch must have a lot of good things, and she can't take advantage of others.
Whoever kills the boss gets the money and equipment. Have you never played the game? ¡ª¡ª
Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet. Tang Zhong had been jealous all night after looking at Dong Xiaobao.
He had never hated someone so much, never. Now he is like a demon who has lost his mind, and like a pile of gunpowder about to explode.
He needs to vent!
He needs to kill someone!
Now that he has the opportunity to kill someone to avenge his hatred, how could he give up this opportunity?
He rushed behind Dong Xiaobao and punched him in the head.
Tang Zhong took action with hatred. If this punch could hit, Dong Xiaobao's head would be like a watermelon hit by the gravity of a hammer and split into pieces, with red and white things flying everywhere.
Dong Xiaobao still had his back to him and had no time to turn around.
"Go to hell." Tang Zhong shouted through gritted teeth. Only death can lead to forgiveness. This is the only way to solve the problem.
Dong Xiaobao felt the danger. He felt the coolness on the back of his body and the murderous intention that made the hairs on his body stand up.
He is desperate!
He endured the humiliation and smiled, pretending that he and Tang Zhong had no grievances at all. He spent all his energy to use all available people to lay this dragnet. He was only one step away from success, and he had almost sealed the victory in this round.
However, things have changed since Dong Boti came. Until all the advantages collapsed in an instant, until his life was at stake.
Why is this happening? Why is this happening?
"I don't accept it." Dong Xiaobao roared in his heart. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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