The first cause of all realms

Chapter 150 Qingzhou Elephant!

A good archer cannot easily draw a bow.

Liu Changfeng is undoubtedly a good archer, except for the one in Mulinfu City, he never fired another arrow.

The arrow that can't be shot is more dangerous.

While chasing and escaping, Yang Qiu always had to keep three points of strength to be vigilant behind him, and he couldn't run with all his strength. Therefore, no matter how exquisite the wandering around Liuxu was, the distance between the two was still constantly approaching.

"Can't get rid of..."

Changing direction several times and still unable to get rid of the crisis that was like a light on his back, Yang Jue had a thought, he moved his foot, and while rising with the wind, he bent his bow and set his arrow.

call!
At this moment, Yang Jue's spirit was raised to the extreme, and all five superhuman senses were stimulated, and the surging inner energy made his seven orifices swell.

collapse!
Almost at the moment Liu Changfeng was on alert, Poyin and an arrow roared along with thunderous explosions.

"Dare to play bow in front of this old man?!"

As the arrow approached, Liu Changfeng grinned grimly in his heart, showing his superb martial arts and archery skills.

Yang Jue's eyes froze, and he saw the old guy suddenly sticking out his arm while he was crossing at a high speed.

boom!
Gold and iron exploded, this is the sound of arrows piercing through the wind, the sound of violent friction, it makes one's teeth sore.

Then, his ape arm collapsed, he held down the violently flicking arrow tail, and suddenly turned over, the majestic force on the arrow was gone, and he landed on the four-element bow drawn into a semicircle!
If I borrow an arrow from you, I will kill you!

boom!
The thunderbolt exploded, and the arrow was like a shooting star!
Yang Jue's bowstring has not yet been flicked, and the arrow carrying a strong crisis is already approaching!

"it is good!"

Seeing this scene, even Yang Qiu couldn't help but be moved.

Since he learned the Four Elephant Arrow, it was the first time that he saw his arrow being counterattacked back. His face tightened, but a great fighting spirit rose in his heart.

boom!
The sound wave exploded, this was not another arrow, but Yang Jue used his own spinning force to throw his arm like a whip!

"Um?!"

When the arrow was shot, Liu Changfeng's eyelids also twitched:
"This little beast..."

His eyesight is extremely strong, even in the hurricane, he can see clearly.

Yang Ju's arm swing, the strength displayed is simply astonishing, what he knows has caused substantial ripples in the air.

Group after group of white air bubbles exploded around his arms, making the sound of thunderbolts like dragons singing and tigers roaring.

boom!
The low explosion sounded in a flash.

Yang Jue turned around stepping on the wind, like Liu Changfeng, held down the arrow that could pierce the city wall, let his muscles and bones rub against each other, and pressed it against the wooden bow!

"Nice trick, let's play!"

Yang Ju's body leaned back, his feet didn't touch the ground, but he still roared and opened his bow, and the arrows struck Liu Changfeng again like a thunderbolt!

"Such archery skills, such physique..."

Seeing this scene, Liu Changfeng was completely moved.

His arrow, of course, was shot casually.

But who is he?

The head of the Liu family in Qingzhou, the commander of Fang Ji in the army, even in the Qingzhou army, there are not many people who can compare arrows with him, and that is him before he has passed the fourth pass.

With his current internal energy and strength, he thought to himself, even the few people named after him in the Qingzhou Army would never be able to compare with him.

However, this country boy, who was one-third younger than himself, actually took his arrow, even if it was just a random one.

But he took it!

"Such an archery genius..."

Under the sharp arrow, Liu Changfeng slowly closed his eyes.

He has been addicted to arrows all his life, and he has been pursuing the arrows of the four phenomena of heaven and the ultimate in archery. His love for archery even overwhelmed the killing intent in his heart at this moment.

Killing such an arrow genius with his own hands...

collapse!
There was a violent vibrating sound.

The arrow with the smell of violent friction stopped three feet in front of Liu Changfeng's eyebrows, and the strong wind blew up, causing the arrow to bend.

But still advancing inch by inch.

"call!"

Opening his eyes again, the red light in Liu Changfeng's eyes has dissipated.

Under his gaze, the black iron arrow was completely split open, and he stretched out his hand to hold the hot little half of the arrow. Liu Changfeng sighed dumbly, not without regret:

"Why not my son?"

At this time, the sunset is coming to an end, and night is coming.

On the wilderness outside the Mulin Mansion, two great archers are chasing and fleeing, launching an astonishing duel that no one can see.

……

……

The waves on the Great Wave River.

Although the thawing has not been long, there are already quite a lot of cargo ships on this big river, not only cargo ships, sailing boats, but also literati and inkmen who watch the tide.

Naturally, most of them are fishermen who rely on water for their livelihood.

"Watching the sunset on the river has a special flavor."

On the deck of a three-storey building, which is tens of feet east to west, someone is watching the sunset in the distance.

Looking at it from a distance, the end of the river is blood-red, and the river is flowing like a border with the sky, which is very magnificent and beautiful.

The person who spoke was wearing a scholarly gown, with his hair tied back but partly loose in front. He was handsome, but not feminine, because behind him was a long knife that was as tall as a man.

"Brother Lin seems to be in a good mood, but after fighting against Nanling Sword Sect 'Zhao Wusheng' a few days ago, he realized something?"

There are many people on the deck.

It's just that most of them are servants and servants who are serving, there are not many standing straight, and the man in blue who is smiling and pacing is one.

"Although Zhao Wusheng's Beidou Xuantian sword is far inferior to his teacher Wang Jianhao, it can be regarded as exquisite. If there is no gain in a fight, wouldn't it appear that I, Lin Feng, are too dull?"

The man in white who called himself Lin Feng smiled faintly, and when he came back to his senses, he looked at the man in blue with his long eyes:
"Brother Yu, on the other hand, when will I let Lin experience your Bailongxuan's 'Bailong Palm'?"

"Yu is not good at learning, how dare he show off in front of the experts? It's nothing to lose to brother Lin, but he loses the face of the sect, and the sect can't justify it."

The man in blue waved his hand, declined Lin Feng's invitation to fight, and said instead:

"Brother Lin is going out this time, but he wants to challenge 'Mr. Lin'?"

call!
The deck, which was still somewhat noisy, suddenly became quiet, only the sound of the waves remained.

Lin is a common surname in Qingzhou.

I don't know how many millions of people have the surname Lin, but there is only one "Mr. Lin".

That is Lin Bai who is ranked among the 'Four Young Masters of Qingzhou'.

"Yu Changjing, oh Yu Changjing, what you say is not good."

Lin Feng was dumbfounded, the smile on his face restrained:
"Some things, talking nonsense, will kill people."

"Yu made a slip of the tongue."

Yu Changjing didn't argue, walked to the table and raised his glass:
"Three glasses of self-punishment, three cups of self-punishment."

He apologized with a smile, and he was also laughing in his heart, but it was a sneer.

The Lin family is one of the four great families in Qingzhou. There may be hundreds of thousands of people in the family, but Mr. Lin only has one person in a generation.

In the past, Mr. Lin was all from the main line of origin, and most of them were direct descendants, even if they were not, they were not a few generations behind.

Only Mr. Lin of this generation came from a collateral lineage.

As for Lin Feng, he is one of the most gifted people in this generation, the main branch of the Lin family. If he doesn't have the heart to challenge Lin Bai, he will not believe it.

In fact, no one on board believed it.

"If you don't transform into a dragon for a day, you won't be able to gain a foothold in Qingzhou..."

After receiving the wine glass handed over by Chang Jing, Lin Feng shook his head slightly, suppressing the distracting thoughts in his heart, and said:
What does brother Yu think about this bandit suppression? "

"Suppress bandits?"

After pondering for a while, Yu Changjing spoke:

"Listen to everything, do everything, and do nothing well..."

"Oh?"

Lin Feng raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Xu Wenji, the elder of the two dynasties, has disciples and old officials all over the world, and it is our old prince who has been seriously injured for many years, and he was his good friend back then.

Of course we have to listen to what he says and do it.only……"

Yu Changjing smiled slightly:
"I'm powerless, what can I do?"

"I'm afraid it won't be that easy. This old guy is also an old Jianghu who got out of the Jianghu."

Lin Feng was not too optimistic.

Although he has been away from home for a long time, he has been paying attention to the affairs of the family. It is very clear that he has suffered a lot in the past few months.

"Even if he has great supernatural powers, what can he do if he is weak?"

Yu Changjing shook his head slightly:
"What's more, Changliu Mountain is not that simple. I'm afraid that Jilongshan's martial arts has already been mastered. Fang Qidao chased him for several months and turned back. I'm afraid he knows he can't take him down..."

"Changliu Mountain..."

Lin Feng drank the wine in the glass, and threw the glass into the river casually, his eyes were gloomy, thinking:

"A failed scholar, he has practiced such amazing martial arts in such a short period of time, and he has also pulled out such a tyrannical mountain top. Isn't this so-called long-term bandit really that Nie Wendong raised his own self-esteem..."

"Raising the bandits' self-respect? It's absolutely impossible!"

But Yu Changjing categorically rejected it. Seeing that Lin Feng was puzzled, he said just now:
"Did you forget that when Ji Longshan was forced to rebel, that Qingzhou elephant hadn't left the border? When he was there, Nie Wendong was still the 'old parent' praised by the people..."

"Wei Zhengxian?"

Lin Feng's eyes dimmed slightly.

The forces in Qingzhou are complicated and there are many masters, but the real No.1 is only the general of Qingzhou.

According to legend, at the beginning of his blood exchange, his arms already had the power of four elephants.

Later, he honed his battlefield martial arts by fighting in the Liuji Mountain battlefield. Later, in the process of following the Xifu King Zhao's battle to destroy the mountain and destroy the temple, he did not know how many sects' martial arts.

One person is also the leader of Jianghu and the army, which is extremely terrifying.

If it wasn't because of the old prince's illness and the abnormal movement at the border, Ji Longshan might not have dared to stay together for a long time...

"Let's take it for the time being to go to a theater. There are so many masters, it's really exciting..."

The setting sun was gone, night fell, and Lin Feng had no interest in talking, so he turned around and wanted to go back to the cabin.

Suddenly, his ears moved.

"This is……"

Yu Changjing's eyes were also focused, and the two looked at each other, and then looked at the forest on the side of the river.

boom!
Faintly, there seemed to be the sound of muffled thunder, and it was getting closer.

"A master fight?"

The two looked at each other, both a little surprised.

Under the darkness, the two of them naturally couldn't see the distant mountains and forests clearly, but there was a faint feeling.

boom!
boom!
Lin Feng called to stop the boat, and not long after, he heard a sound of explosion approaching from a distance, and looked away.

Two figures were seen rushing out of the forest one after the other, collided once in the air, and retreated each other, drawing their bows together.

The bowstring flicked like a thunderbolt.

　Goodnight everybody……

　
(End of this chapter)