The first cause of all realms

Chapter 121 The duel of sharpshooters! (third change)
Swish!
Open your eyes again, the empty room becomes white.

A mild and pungent smell came over his nostrils, and Yang Jue shook his body slightly, leaving a thick layer of dust.

crackling~
As he stood up, the muscles and bones all over his body could be heard rubbing like a cannonball, the blood flowed, and his whole body was warm, like soaking in a hot spring.

An indescribable joy welled up in my heart.

The slight tingling sensation that had lingered all over her body since she got the Nine Bulls and Two Tigers completely disappeared at this moment.

"Blood like a tiger..."

Grabbing the cliff with a flick of a finger, with a 'click', the rock shattered, and with a light pinch, it turned into powder.

Successively broke through the second exchange of blood, directly reaching the level of energy and blood like a tiger.

In Yang Ju's induction, this is not only the rise of internal energy and the deep control of his own power, but also his already tyrannical and inhuman power.

There is actually not a small increase.

"The blood energy has become more ferocious and dexterous..."

Under a slight induction, various states in the body seemed to emerge before Yang Jue's eyes.

The muscles, bones, membranes, and even the viscera and spine seemed to become more flexible. The whole person stood still, but seemed to be able to pounce on any place at any time.

It's like a downhill vicious tiger that is always before hunting.

"Sorry~"

Before Yang Ju could sense it, he heard the neighing of a horse in the night.

"Is this the chase?"

Yang Jue's eyes turned cold, his body fell together, and he rushed into the night.

……

……

"Who? Orion? Bandit? Or..."

Seeing a figure in the distance, Wang Sheng's heart tightened, but thinking about the rebooting monk behind him, he gritted his teeth slightly and urged his horse to run straight over.

There are mountains and forests on both sides, and there is only one path where horses can ride.

"Who is this person?"

Wang Sheng couldn't see Yang Ju's appearance, but the latter saw him clearly, his heart moved slightly, and he took out a portrait from his bosom.

The painters of Six Doors are not comparable to the painters of the Heishan County Government, and naturally the ones they draw will not be stick figures.

However, it is still difficult to recognize people based on portraits alone.

However, there are still descriptions of clothing, facial features, and breath on this portrait. In contrast, they are barely four to five points alike.

"This flower picker actually delivered it to the door by himself?"

Yang Yu was a little surprised.

He just took this task at will, and the original intention was to lure Mrs. Shi out of the city, but he didn't want to, before he was free to look for him, he actually sent it to the door by himself?

Whoosh!

While Yang Jue was thinking about it, Wang Sheng, who was urging his horse to run wildly, was startled and stunned.

This person should be the owner of the horse?
Seeing this man carrying a sword and a knife and carrying a bow, he cursed in his heart that he was neither fish nor fowl, but he still took out an ingot of gold and threw it over:
"My friend, I have something important to do, this ingot of gold is right to buy!"

While the voice was echoing, Wang Sheng turned the horse's head lightly, fine-tuned the direction, and charged straight away, but he was still on guard in his heart.

But seeing that he bears gold, Ruoyou Ruosi didn't make a move, so he was relieved.

call!
Suddenly, a white palm appeared in front of his eyes, and it seemed to be slow, but it was extremely fast, and it pressed on the head of the running horse.

"Huh?! Not good!"

Wang Sheng's eyelids twitched, and he turned up without hesitation, and the kite eagle turned over and seemed to fly up, falling to the treetop not far away.

Looking back at the same time, seeing this, the pupils could not help but shrink violently.

soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
The horses neighed in terror across the night.

"This person?!"

Wang Sheng's heart beat wildly.

The galloping power of a steed is extremely ferocious, but this is nothing. A warrior who has passed the first level can be hammered to death with a head-to-head.

For him, nature is not a problem.

However, that young man, who seemed to be no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, swung one hand, and the power of the galloping horse seemed to disappear instantly!
Not only did his body not tremble in the slightest, even the steed was never injured by the shock that suddenly forced it to stop.

this person...

"Amitabha! This benefactor is so powerful..."

Accompanied by the whistling of the air current, the monk holding the woman landed heavily. Seeing this scene from a distance, he was quite surprised.

Stopping the galloping horse was nothing, but all the impact was absorbed so lightly.

I'm afraid that this young man's strength far exceeds that of this steed...

"Monks, girls, flower pickers..."

Holding the ingot of gold in one hand and stroking the horse's head with the other, a strange flash of light appeared in Yang Ju's cold eyes:

"Are you that jade-faced pewter gun Wang Sheng?"

"..."

Wang Shenghaoxuan, who was facing a great enemy, couldn't react, so he reluctantly replied:
"Brothers in the rivers and lakes love each other, and they have nicknamed 'Jade Face Silver Spear'. This brother can just replace me with Wang Sheng!"

"Jade Faced Silver Spear..."

Yang Yu looked slightly cold:

"You seem quite content?"

Seeing Yang Jue's bad tone, Wang Sheng's heart thumped:
"You are a court eagle dog? You have such martial arts, but you are willing to be an eagle dog, you have to make people sigh..."

"There are a lot of pigs and dogs these days..."

Yang Qiu found that he didn't even have any anger, only a trace of disgust and killing intent surged in his heart.

How should these things make sense?
In the previous life, this kind of person was the most despised trash, but in this life, he still sighs for himself...

boom!
Before the words fell to the ground, Wang Sheng had already exerted his strength suddenly. His inner breath exploded and he trampled the tree trunk into debris to cover his eyes. He turned around and fled into the night forest without the slightest delay.

"The benefactor's hand..."

The monk's complexion changed slightly, and he took a step forward, wanting to say something.

But no matter how fast the two moved, they couldn't be faster than Yang Qiu.

Almost at the moment when Wang Sheng jumped up, an arrow pierced through the air, passing through the sky full of sawdust and the night, making a deafening sound of thunder.

Yang Jue's archery skills were already limited by the bow and inner breath, these two shortcomings were made up for, and the power of this arrow was much stronger than before.

As the arrow passed, there was a faint trace left in the air, which took a long time to disperse.

"what!"

Just as the sound of the bowstring vibrating was heard, there was a scream like a ghost howling from the forest in the distance.

"One arrow castrated, the benefactor is really good at archery."

Hearing the horrific cry, the rebooting monk's eyelids couldn't help but tremble.

With the ferocity of this arrow, Wang Sheng might lose half of his crotch...

It's a pity that this flower picker is so light-hearted, but he bumped into the hands of a master archer, really...

"is acceptable."

Yang Ju stroked the bowstring lightly, not without satisfaction.

This bow is easier to use, unlike Liu Wenpeng's one, where he has to worry about breaking it with too much strength.

But even this bow is not enough to give full play to his strength advantage, but it is also the best bow he can touch so far.

"..."

The rebooting monk hesitated to speak: "Benefactor, I don't know if I should say something..."

"I don't know, then don't say it."

Yang Jue interrupted directly, and led the horse towards the place where the arrow was shot.

What is the nature of these monks, where does he not know?
Nonsense comes and goes, it's always the same set that he doesn't like to hear, so he simply doesn't talk to him at all.

"Benefactor, Master told me to take this Wang Sheng back to the temple to shave his hair and meditate, can you?"

The rebooting monk bit the bullet and took a few steps forward.

"Shaving hair and resting? Little monk, do you know what kind of crime is a flower picker according to the Law of the Ming Dynasty?"

Yang Yu looked back coldly:

"An ordinary flower picker should be castrated and beheaded! A habitual criminal like him should be castrated and beheaded at the waist!"
Take him away with a word, let alone you, there is no reason for Amitabha Buddha to come! "

After all, walk away.

"This…"

The rebooting monk touched his bald head, bowed his head and took a few steps back:

"The little monk is being abrupt..."

……

……

"I've been eunuched, I've been eunuched, Lao Tzu, the eunuch..."

Struggling to escape, Wang Sheng's heart was ashamed, muttering to himself, he felt endless pain rolling in his heart, wishing he could raise his head to the sky and howl.

pain.

despair.

resentment!

Hearing the faint sound of horseshoes coming from behind, Wang Sheng gritted his teeth and ran away, ignoring his crotch, which was bleeding like a diabetes insipidus.

Even at this time, he never wanted to die.

Yang Ju slowly urged his horse, holding a longbow, scanning the mountains and forests.

Although he didn't see any clues, he was sure that Mrs. Shi must have chased her out, and she was most likely somewhere in this forest.

Holding the longbow tightly, Yang Jue's eyes were gloomy. Compared with Wang Sheng, those people were his targets.

"Madam Shi..."

……

……

On the hills under the night.

Mrs. Shi and her party split up and looked around the forest. Several mastiffs let out a restless growl and were scolded again.

"Mountain forest, night. That kid is afraid that he guessed something and wants to fight back?"

Eugene sneered again and again.

Having personally experienced the helplessness of the Qin brothers being shot and killed by cold arrows, he lost his mind and went to the forest at night to hunt down a sharpshooter who could make thunder with arrows.

Even if there is a sharpshooter on his side.

"If he doesn't know anything, how can he leave the city willingly?"

Madam Shi looked gloomy and cold:
"That kid naturally doesn't know, the news that I want to kill him is for Tie Feng to hear..."

"Mother-in-law, isn't she afraid that this kid won't be timid?"

Jia Qiu led the mastiff and looked around carefully.

A group of people didn't even raise the bonfire because they were afraid of exposing their positions.

"Those who become famous at a young age tend to be conceited and unruly, thinking that they are number one in the world, but in fact, these stupid young people are the best to deal with."

Mrs. Shi paced slowly, her sharp eyes scanning all directions:

"They always think that they are special and that they can fight back, but in fact...huh?"

Suddenly, everyone on the top of the mountain was startled, and those who were sitting and resting all got up and looked towards the place where the movement came from.

"Horse neighing, breaking sound arrow!"

Liu Wenlong, who was sitting in the most hidden place, suddenly opened his eyes, and a solemn, fearful, and fierce light flashed in his eyes:

"Even if it's me, it took me 27 years to get to this point. This kid can actually make thunder with arrows?!"

"This kid..."

Eugene's eyelids twitched slightly, and he looked at Mrs. Shi.

Mrs. Shi stared at it for a moment, and as soon as she waved her hand, someone hurried down the mountain, and within a short while, a bonfire was lit at the foot of the mountain.

"Next, it's up to you."

Mrs. Shi smiled faintly, especially in the dim light of the night, Liu Wenlong turned his eyes, and took down the strangely shaped big bow after himself:

"If he dares to come out, he will die!"

　The third watch is over, good night everyone.Promised, or done.Although a bit late...

　
(End of this chapter)