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    There was chaos on stage!  Yang Zheng shouted loudly and rushed forward. Before he could climb the steps, he flew into the air and stepped on the shoulder of a soldier. He flew up to the high platform.  Several white figures rushed over from both sides.  With a sound of "Hoo!", one of them held a crossbow and fired it at close range. The scarlet green arrowhead was filled with venom and flew towards Yang Zheng's face.  Yang Zheng raised his moon blade and blocked the crossbow arrow. He let out a cold roar and slashed across his face.  With several screams of "Ah!", the white figures had been cut in pieces at the waist, and they stopped for a moment and rushed towards the place where Kaiwo was standing.  Lying on the ground there were several women in gauze who had been dancing just now.  They suddenly launched an attack on the three kings standing next to them. Gary Nolan and Suyacha were very good at blocking a wave of suicide attacks, but Kaiwo was unfortunately stabbed in the abdomen.  The masters surrounding the king quickly cut the body of the assassinated woman into pieces.  Yang Zheng separated from the soldiers surrounding Kaiwo and saw the green Kaiwo being placed on the ground. A palace priest was treating him with sweating profusely. It could be seen from his expression that Kaiwo was not optimistic.  "What's the situation?" Yang Zheng squatted down.  The priest saw that Yang Zheng had calmed down and said hurriedly: "The wound did not hit the vital point, but the murder weapon was poisonous and highly toxic. Now I only have some simple medicines with me, so there is no way to cure him." Because of the poison in the square.  In the chaos, no one could leave, and now it was impossible to send Kaiwo to the palace for treatment.  At this time, Kaiwo's eyes were closed tightly and he had fallen into a coma.  Sujacha and Gary Nolan were furious.  Having given the order, Yang Zheng held Kaiwo's hand, and his spiritual power penetrated his body. He immediately felt the flow of poisonous blood. He said to the priest: "Get out of the way!" His identity was very special, and the priest said nothing.  Taking two steps back, Yang Zheng had already taken off a dagger and cut open Kaiwo's shirt. The wound on his abdomen formed a palm-sized black patch, with black meridians spreading like a spider web.  shocking.  Unable to wait any longer, Yang Zheng slashed the wound, and black blood spurted out.  "What are you going to do?" Several of Kaiwo's personal guards screamed in shock. The sight of blood spurting out was really terrifying.  "Shut up!" Yang Zheng didn't even raise his head.  With his backhand, he lifted Kai's body and placed it on a chair. His hands were pressed on Kai's back. The strange force penetrated Kaiwo's body, and the poisonous blood rushed towards him.  Soon a large square-meter stall was formed on the ground.  Seeing the locals was so frightened, I didn't know whether Yang Zheng was saving or killing.  "Boom!" A huge fireball flew from the square and directly hit the barrier, exploding into a curtain of fire.  Just this time, the barrier was crumbling.  "There is a great fire mage!" A palace mage shouted with a slightly pale face.  Everyone¡¯s faces look ugly.  Fire spells have always been the most violent attacks in magic.  But this magic requires a very high level of talent.  And it depends more on luck, because the substance "fire" is too violent and difficult to control.  Most of the mages who practice fire magic to the highest level die by their own hands.  "Becoming a top-level controller of any earth magic requires more than tens of thousands of experiments, and fire magic is no exception, and any one of them may cost your life. The more advanced you practice, the more dangerous it becomes.  Therefore, fire magicians are those who work with the god of death, and those who achieve the level of fire magician are even rarer and pitiful. However, there is no doubt that every fire magician is a genuine killing machine.  Let them go all out, especially in such a crowded place, it is not difficult to kill thousands of people.  Another fireball howled and hit the barrier. The entire high platform seemed to be lifted to the crater and roasted for a while. The body-scorching heat flowed through the body surface, and it felt like death was so close.  "The people on the high platform were all panicked. No one wanted to be the target of a fire mage. This was the worst thing in the world.  Su Yacha and Gary Nolan yelled: "You losers, find that magician and kill him." But the magician kept changing positions in the crowd and couldn't see his figure clearly.  "This mage is proficient in concealment, or there is another mage who is proficient in concealment helping him, Your Majesty!" a court mage shouted.  "Trash! Trash! I don't want reasons, I want results. There are tens of thousands of our soldiers here, but you trashes let the assassins sneak so close and are still helpless. I tell you, if you can't calm the chaos, I'll kill you first."  You!" Su Yacha no longer cared about his image and shouted at his men. Tens of thousands of soldiers and a large number of assassins from the palace were in a hurry.?He also stabbed a king to death and seriously wounded him. He couldn't think of anything worse than this.  With this kind of emergency response capability, how can we face hundreds of thousands of troops from the Holy Fire Cult? Bullshit, everything is bullshit!  Su Yacha and Gary Nolan were both furious, not because of the danger of the situation, but more because of their own incompetence. This was something that annoyed them more than this assassination.  Yang Zheng still put his hand on Kaiwo's back, his face expressionless.  Generally speaking, a person will be in danger if he loses more than one-third of his body's blood. If he loses more than half of his body, he will almost certainly die.  Kaiwo must have lost more than half of his blood. When Yang Zheng turned his body over again, his face was almost white, and the color of his lips and skin color were indistinguishable. He looked almost dead.  Yang Zheng pulled down his black robe and wrapped it around Kaiwo's body.  His special power has remained in Kaiwo's body, holding him back to life. Yang Zheng handed Kaiwo into the hands of the priest: "Watch him and don't move." The priest was obedient and looked at Kaiwo carefully, for fear that this was actually the case.  It's already a dead body.  ¡°Bring me the strongest bow!¡± Yang Zheng¡¯s cold and stern voice trembled with metal, and the commotion in the square could not overwhelm his words.  The image of Yang Zheng killing the one-eyed king just now has been deeply imprinted in everyone's hearts. An advanced warrior next to Su Yacha quickly presented his powerful bow.  He was originally a half-elf, possessing the talent of an elf for marksmanship. Later, he advanced to become a lion warrior with extraordinary strength. The bow he used was naturally far from ordinary bows and arrows. The iron bow handle was inlaid with dense silver patterns and wound with sea snake tendons.  The elasticity of the bow string is amazing, and the corresponding strength required is also extremely high.  Yang Zheng took the sea snake bow and pulled it gently, it was full moon. He was obviously still not satisfied with the power of the bow, but it was the best bow he could find now.  He stretched out his right hand, and the lion warrior quickly handed over an arrow.  After setting up his bow, Yang Zheng gently squinted one eye, his cold gaze penetrated the chaotic crowd, and a faint purple fire appeared in the eye socket "God, don't let me be humiliated! Don't let the enemy play a song of victory on me.  !¡± He muttered something softly, then suddenly turned halfway and shot the first arrow.  "Whoosh!" A scream came from the crowd a hundred meters away from the high platform. A man's skull was pierced by an arrow and he flew a few meters away and fell heavily to the ground.  "Arrow!" Without looking in that direction, Yang Zheng stretched out his right hand and spat out a byte coldly.  The lion warrior quickly sent another arrow.  As soon as it reached Yang Zheng's hand, he heard the sound of a bowstring. Yang Zheng shot another shot among the lightning and flints, and another person fell out of the crowd in the square.  This time there was no need for Yang Zheng to speak. The soldier quickly handed over another one, and Yang Zheng won another victory.  "Three arrows!" "Huh?" "Three arrows, quick!" "Oh oh oh" After handing over the three arrows hurriedly, Yang Zheng put the three arrows on the bowstring and shot them out together.  The three arrows seemed to have eyes, finding their targets among the heads. The three people who were hit by the arrows fell to the ground without even making a sound.  This almost eerie precision of archery left everyone on the high platform stunned.  Su Yacha and Gary Nolan have been practicing martial arts since they were young, and have seen countless masters, but today they realized that there is really something out there, and Yang Zheng is still able to do it with ease.  This is not a blind archery, because the terrifying fire magician just now has stopped attacking.  Of course it¡¯s not that he has run out of magic power, but that Yang Zheng¡¯s bow and arrow have threatened him.  In the face of this kind of archery, no mage dares to take a big breath.  Yang Zheng did not stop shooting arrows. Every time he bent the bow, a life would be taken away. This was a signal of death and made the enemy fearful.  When the assassins were pierced by Yang Zheng's Jianzhi one by one, the assassins hidden in the crowd became frightened. They didn't know whether the next arrow would be aimed at them. They didn't dare to continue to create chaos through the crowd.  Make any conspicuous action.  Because if he shows up even slightly, that person will definitely die.  The assassins dare not continue to cause panic. The tens of thousands of soldiers gathered in the square will soon control the situation and the chaos will subside.  Watching the crowd gradually calm down, people felt indescribable fear and admiration for Yang Zheng who suppressed the assassin with only his amazing archery skills.
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