The strongest blow!

Immediately, these four words echoed in the mind of the man wearing a mask. Although Jing Yu did not really attack at this moment, the violent force seeping out of the whirlwind swept across his body, making him clearly feel a powerful force of resistance and impact, which was now permeating his whole body, making his body subconsciously retreat two steps.

After retreating, he did not dare to be negligent in the solemn eyes. His palm suddenly grabbed the void. Under this grab, the void around his palm was twisted, and in this twist, a white light spot instantly appeared in his palm.

He saw his lips squirming slightly, not knowing what he was silently reciting, but he was sure that he was activating an inexplicable law of heaven and earth. His eyes closed slightly, and then opened in a flash. As soon as the eyes opened, a strange light burst out, causing the light spot in his palm to burst out with a dazzling light. He waved his fingers in front of him, forming a pinching gesture.

The moment the fingers were formed, a light spot shot out from his fingertips again. The moment the light spot appeared, it suddenly turned into a transparent white energy circle, forming on his body, forming an arc-shaped protection.

But even so, his clothes were still inferior to the strong wind blowing, and his body shaking. The black hair on his head was also slammed on his face at this moment. It was because of the mask that he did not hit the black hair too much again. But when his body took a step back, he suddenly raised the sword in his hand, and the sword suddenly appeared layer by layer, as if it was still on the track his sword crossed. Finally, it turned into white swords, suspended around his body. It was ready to go at any time.

At the same time, the whirlwind lingering around Jing Yu's body suddenly turned into wind blades in the whistling. These wind blades seemed to contain the power of Jing Yu's cultivation. When Jing Yu's body was whistling around him, they gradually turned into sharp arrows.

This scene was reflected in the eyes of all the tribe people, especially the tribe leader, with a sharp change in expression. He looked at the sharp arrow transformed from the wind blade at this moment. He seemed to have thought of something, and the ink-like pupils seemed deeper.

"A thousand arrows return to one, is this the magical power that Jing Yu has realized in Taixu period?"

Erhun seemed to have forgotten to guess the result of this battle, but looked up at the sky. Listening to the booming sound, looking at the rolling dark clouds and where Jing Yu was rolling down the dark clouds. Although he could not see Jing Yu's body, he could see that the wind blades were turning into sharp arrows, carrying cold light and strong cultivation power!

Not far from your soul. A man with an old face is more concerned about this battle than anyone else at this moment. In addition to expectations, his eyes are more worried and caring!

"Thousands of arrows return to one, the strongest attack!"

This person was silently chanting, praying in his heart. What he prayed for was not only the survival of the Yunhe tribe, but also the safety of Jing Yu. This person was Jing Hong, the father of Jing Yu, who was in the middle stage of the Soul Xuan Realm!

Where did Old Wan? He looked at Jing Yu's so-called strongest attack, frowned even more, as if he had discovered something, and the memories were visible from his eyes.

"Jing Yu's strongest attack. Ten thousand arrows are one... It seems that someone has used it among the elders of the Yunhe tribe in the past. Could it be that Jing Yu has been in seclusion for several years and has obtained the inheritance of this person?"

Old Wan pondered, but he could not remember who he had used this ten thousand arrows to return to the same place.

Just as all kinds of strange eyes were casting, the wind blade lingering around Jing Yu's body completely turned into sharp arrows, and suddenly floated around him. The dark clouds rolling in the sky also came to an abrupt end at this moment. The tranquility was as if it was completely solidified by an invisible force. At this moment, Jing Yu's appearance also made everyone's eyes look surprised.

A white armor, which was cast by crystals, exuding a dazzling light. The black hair on his head suddenly turned purple at this moment. The bow and arrow in his hand also turned golden! Like a general who was undefeated for many battles, more like a sudden, dazzling star in the sky!

The momentum emitted by standing on the body alone is enough to make people feel a sense of domineeringness!

To be prepared, it should be a kind of evil spirit!

Looking ahead, Jing Yu's eyes were fixed on the man wearing a mask. Although there was a certain distance, he was not as good as his cultivation level.

The reason was that when he looked at the masked man at this moment, it was not vague.

As he stepped forward, amid the tremor of the void, the sharp arrows around Jing Yu's body made a buzzing sound. He slowly pulled the bowstring, and a violent force burst out with a bang as his palm moved with his body as the center. The countless sharp arrows floating around him poured into his bowstring like a tide, and finally turned into countless dots, which at the same time emitted a dazzling spot of light.

A dazzling white light seeped out from this light spot. When Jing Yu took another step, it seemed to be impacting an invisible force. In an instant, the dazzling white light turned into a white sharp arrow. At this moment, the void was twisted.

There were also a large number of cracks that quickly spread towards the masked man, as if he had given him a sharp arrow.

"Thousands of arrows...return...one!"

Jing Yu shouted in a deep voice, and these four words came out of his mouth, with different volumes, and his steps took four steps. When he took these four steps, the man wearing a mask suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of crisis. As Jing Yu approached, his body also subconsciously retreated!

"Buzz!"

While the masked man retreated, Jing Yu pulled the bowstring in his hand to the limit, gathered all his cultivation power, and suddenly opened his palms. The buzzing sound echoed the heaven and earth, shocking the dark clouds in the sky, dissipating like escape.

And in the crack in the void, the sharp arrow galloped towards the masked man at a speed that was almost indescribable. Wherever he went, white sparks splashed out as he rubbed against the void.

The man wearing a mask paused. He knew that the speed of the sharp arrow was too fast, so he grabbed the five fingers and the swords around his body gathered together and turned into a white sword. The sword was so big that it was a hundred meters long and ten meters wide!

The moment the sword appeared, it immediately rushed towards the whistling arrow, and in the middle, it turned into a running tiger with its mouth wide open, as if it wanted to swallow everything.

"Bang!"

Almost the moment the tiger appeared, the sharp arrow suddenly hit the tiger's mouth. The sound of explosion roared, causing the sound of roar to appear in the ear curtains of those who heard it. In a flash, consciousness became trance.

As the sound whirls, the huge white tiger suddenly shatters. The sharp arrow still gallops towards the man wearing a mask.

This sound trembled in the valley, causing the earth to shake, and even deeper into the ground, the white stone with his eyes closed and absorbing the spiritual energy. At this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and doubts emerged in his eyes.

“What happened outside?”

After frowning slightly, Bai Shi pondered, he slowly stood up, looked at the spiritual energy that was still pouring into his body around him, and confirmed that there was nothing unusual, he slowly sat down again, closed his eyes and absorbed the spiritual energy, looking for a bottleneck in the Taixu period and step into the Zixu period.

These days, while absorbing the spiritual energy, he was looking for that opportunity, and gradually he had touched the passage. He knew very well that he had entered the Zixu period and was so close to him!

At the same time, the moment the white tiger broke, the masked man took another step back, and suddenly waved his palm forward and immediately hit the arc-shaped protective ring in front of him. The flowing white halo on the arc-shaped protective ring was instantly spread across the arc-shaped circular ring, forming a stronger defense.

"Bang!"

Another explosion occurred, and this time the sharp arrow had hit the arc-shaped protective circle directly. Under the protective circle, the man wearing a mask suddenly felt a violent pain spread throughout his body, and under the distributed circle, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth. His hands were resistant to the protective circle.

Above the protective ring, the sharp arrow tried to break through the arc of the protective ring, but it never succeeded. Under the strong resistance of the masked man, he could only shoot white fire lights from the protective ring, and his power was gradually weakening.

Fortunately, this power is gradually weakening, otherwise, the person wearing a mask will know that he will not last long.

At a certain moment, the sharp arrow and the arc-shaped protective circle exploded at the same time, with a loud whirlpooling sound. The body of the man wearing a mask was like a falling star stone in the air, quickly rolling back and forth. It disappeared in an instant!

It seemed as if everything had become still at this moment, but this static did not last long. After a moment, the people from the Yunhe Tribe cheered together, jumped under the light curtain, and showed excitement, shouting that the Yunhe Tribe had saved.

Jing Yu in the sky seemed to be relieved. After breathing a long sigh, the white armor on his body slowly disappeared, as if he had entered his body.

But there was only one person who was still frowning at this moment, as if he had noticed something.

This person is Wan Lao!

Old Wan frowned and looked at the place where the masked man disappeared. His solemn expression did not decrease at all. He pondered: "If these ten thousand arrows are sent one after another, if they want to send them for the second time, it will take several months before the monk's body can bear a certain load."

Mr. Wan remember that when the ten thousand arrows are fired, all the cultivator's cultivation power is required. After each shot, the cultivator will be seriously injured. If you want to fire it for the second time, you have to wait until the deity is well recuperated and can withstand that severe load before you can send it out!

Therefore, the magical power of the Ten Thousand Arrows Return to One One must kill the opponent with one blow!

Obviously, for Mr. Wan at this moment, he didn't know whether the man wearing a mask had died. Because before that, he had not seen that this person had not yet used his strongest magical power in the Taixu period!

"Since you have already released your strongest magical powers, I want you to taste my strongest magical powers!"

The facts proved everything. While these people from the Yunhe Tribe were still immersed in cheers, this word suddenly sounded in the sky, making them all stunned and look into the sky!

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Chapter completed!