In the last moment, Duan Qilong decisively dodged the vital points and paid the price of the large piece of his chest being torn, avoiding his arrow.

This made him admire him. You must know that the difference is the consequence of being pierced through his chest.

"The Four Elephant Arrow of Heavenly Will, the Dry Dragon Divine Bow, the Power of Shaking the Earth, OK, Very Good, You're Very Good..."

In the dust, Duan Qilong knelt on one knee, and a large area of ​​plains was smashed into a deep pit of more than ten feet in radius.

His mouth and nose were bleeding, his long hair seemed to be burned by fire, and his clothes woven from golden silk were also full of holes.

Only a little bit, only a little bit!

Even though Duan Qilong's nature was in his heart, a trace of fear flashed through his heart. If such a powerful arrow was used, he would be afraid that he would not be spared if he had another arrow.

Fortunately, Yang Yu was afraid that he would not be able to send a second arrow in a short period of time, and he did not come alone.

"Brother Duan?"

Fang Yulong's face was also extremely bad, and what gathered around him was a blockbuster of extremely injured Flying Eagle Archers.

The group of people looked trembling, looking at the eagle in the sky and the Dao Ren Lin stepping over.

"Brother Duan!"

At this time, Han Feng Mansion also stepped forward, pressing his palms to protect Duan Qilong.

"Walk!"

Without any hesitation, Duan Qilong was extremely decisive. He bit the Great Pill in the Human Yuan in his mouth and stood up again.

The magical power of burning mountains is more than just literal.

With this magical power in his body, he can destroy all alien powers that enter his body, and transform them into true qi to heal his wounds, and can absorb the medicinal power at a speed dozens of times higher than ordinary people.

If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have been chasing Lin Daoren for more than half a year with his own strength.

But this arrow hurts...

"Want to leave?"

Zhao Kun realized it later, and it was obvious that a group of seriously injured flying eagle archers staggered back, but they still couldn't help it.

But he didn't want to be held down by Daoren Lin:

"Let them go..."

"Uncle Master?"

Zhao Kun looked up in confusion, and was shocked. He saw that his uncle's face was as pale as paper, and his whole aura fell to a low point.

‘The old injury recurs…’

Daoren Lin said indifferently, looking at the retreating Liushenmen and his men without any movement.

"Yang Yu, Dao Ren Lin..."

A fear flashed in Han Feng's eyes. If he had come, he would probably not be able to resist that arrow...

"Everyone, stay there."

At this time, the eagle roared again and swooped down, circling in front of the six doors.

"Prime Yang!"

Fang Yulong's sword was crossed in front of him, his face as heavy as water:

"How are you staying?"

"The Earth-shaking God Seed was actually obtained by you! Unfortunately, your realm is too low. Even if the Earth-shaking magical power is in your body, how many times can you pull the Qianlong Divine Bow?"

Han Fengfu's face was calm and cruel:

"You are far from enough to take down me and wait!"

"call!"

On the eagle's back, Yang Yu, who had recovered some strength, breathed softly. He glanced at Dao Ren Lin, who was pale behind everyone.

Lift the bow slowly:
Chapter completed!