The first cause of all realms

Chapter 87

The moonlight is thin and the night wind is extremely high.

Yang Jue stood on the tree trunk, his clothes were blown back by the wind.

But his hand was still very steady, and the feathered arrows flew past his hand, whizzing away with the sound of piercing the air.

The full moon bows.

Arrows out of the chain!

Although he couldn't see the night as the day after his qi and blood entered the Niwan, his five senses were far superior to ordinary people. The wasteland under the night wind was almost invisible to him.

The weighing system of Ming Dynasty is mainly based on catty, jun and stone.

Thirty jin for one jun, and four jin for one stone, and Liu Wenpeng's bow is a nine-stone bow, even if it is counted in the Qingzhou Army, it is also among the strongest bows.

With Liu Wenpeng's martial arts, he can only draw the bow nine times in a short period of time, otherwise his arm will tremble and he will lose his aim.

Yang Jue has the strength of nine oxen and two tigers. Although drawing the bow will also have a physical load, it is far more relaxed and freehand than Liu Wenpeng's. It's just that he lacks internal energy and cannot shoot the 'four elephant arrows' that's all.

But despite this, it is enough to deal with these bandits.

咻咻 咻 ~
The fierce sound of breaking through the sky almost rang out.

Almost every time the arrow hits, there will be a scream. No matter whether you hide behind the bushes or throw yourself on the ground, you can hardly resist the ghostly arrow.

The combination of powerful strength and superhuman five senses allowed Yang Jue to overwhelm hundreds of thugs fleeing in panic in the wilderness with just one bow.

Among these thugs, there are also those who hold bows and crossbows, but how can ordinary bows and crossbows have any lethality if they shoot hundreds of feet?

Almost only had time to shoot one or two arrows before being killed one by one by Yang Jue condescendingly!
"what!"

The ghostly arrow nailed a bandit to the ground, blood splashed down, and the other was frightened and stunned.

Seeing that man bent his bow and set his arrow again, he almost lost his courage.

"Did he kill Yuchilong with a cold arrow?"

In the shadows, the middle-aged scribe was sweating coldly.

The previous arrow, which killed two people, was still powerful enough, it brushed his face and almost knocked off his ears.

Once such a strong bow is shot, he is almost dead.

"It's no wonder that Da Ming can't ban weapons, but bows and crossbows..."

Bending the bow and nodding the arrow again and again, Yang Jue couldn't help but feel rippling in his heart.

In terms of killing alone, the sword is far from being able to compare with the bow and crossbow. A strong martial artist and a strong bow can form an army by one person.

Yang Ju even felt that if he was given enough arrows and the bandits didn't scatter in all directions, then their number would be ten times larger.

He can kill them all.

However, this is just an idea.

Even with the strength of nine oxen and two tigers, he couldn't pull the nine stone bow a thousand times in a short period of time, and these bandits would never retreat.

"Straight mother thief! Let me see how many arrows you can shoot!"

The one-armed bandit's one eye was red, seeing the screams one after another, he finally couldn't bear it anymore.

When he came out this time, he brought all the elites from his cottage, and many of them were experts who had changed blood.

Hearing these screams one after another, his heart was bleeding.

"Roar!"

A muffled sound like the roar of a tiger exploded from his belly.

In an instant, his internal qi had already exploded to the extreme, his whole body was as red as blood, and his already burly body was raised by as much as a foot.

boom!
With a heavy step under his feet, large swathes of sand and sand were lifted up.

With a fierce bow, he rushed out like a tiger pouncing on his prey, dancing wildly with his single sword, as if cutting off the air flow in front of him.

After a few strides, the distance has reached tens of feet.

With a ferocious roar, he rushed towards Yang prison.

At the same time, the other bandit leaders who were dodging in embarrassment also suddenly burst into flames, and all of them aroused their blood, either walking close to the ground, or rushing wildly.

They all rushed over.

"Dog and bird! Grandpa must kill you!"

The bald man also jumped up, brandishing his ax wildly to protect the vital points of his face, he roared like a bull and rushed towards Yang prison.

"Kill that archer!"

"Rush! Kill him!"

"He's just one person, rush up, kill him, kill him!"

Seeing many leaders rushing forward one after another, and many bandits who were shot by arrows in a panic, their ferocious nature was also aroused.

They all roared and rushed towards Yang prison.

"Are you afraid of death?"

Seeing a group of thugs rushing towards him, Yang Jue's eyes turned cold, he stepped lightly, and jumped down from the old tree.

soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
Huang Puma, who waited anxiously for a long time, let out a long hiss.

"call!"

Urging the horse to gallop wildly, Yang Jue bent his bow and set his arrows at the same time, avoiding the many bandit leaders rushing at an extremely fast speed, and the arrows and arrows were inseparable from those ordinary bandits.

His inner qi was thin, unable to trigger the Four Elephant Arrows, so he naturally chose to kill these ordinary bandits first.

"This feeling doesn't seem bad."

Yang Jue rode on his horse, criss-crossing the wilderness, every time he drew his bow and arrow, there would be a bandit screaming.

Whether it was the night or the strong wind, it seemed that they could not block his sight and aim at all.

To the horror of all the bandits, he shot dozens of arrows in a row, but his strength and aim did not weaken at all.

"He's not human!"

People fell one after another, and finally a bandit was killed and almost collapsed.

He wailed and discarded the sword, scrambling and trying to escape, but the only response was the ruthless feathered arrow.

咻咻 咻 ~
Three arrows at once!

"Aah!"

The bald man swung his ax angrily, but he missed it. Out of the corner of his eye, the brothers who followed were pierced through their chests and spattered with blood.

"Bastard, bastard!"

The bald head was furious, and the eyes were bloodshot.

"The rats who stab people in the back, dare to fight us head-on!"

The rest of the bosses were also furious.

But no matter how they roared, only horses neighed and arrows with murderous intent responded to them in the dark night.

The unprecedented powerlessness made several people almost go crazy.

"Ah! Rat, rat!"

The one-armed bandit was almost insane from anger, and he used all his strength to drive wildly all the way.

Under the burst of internal energy, his speed was as fast as a galloping horse, and at this moment, without leaving any room, he quickly pulled into the distance between them.

Soon, he already saw Yang Qiu who was urging his horse to move around and unleashing his bow and arrow again and again.

"Kill, kill!"

The bandit leaders who came from all around were all furious, roaring madly, roaring and rushing to kill.

"call!"

Yang Ju narrowed his eyes slightly, and stretched out his hand to touch it, but found nothing, and the arrow was all empty.

"He's out of arrows!"

A thought flashed in the one-armed bandit's mind, and his face suddenly became more ferocious. With a roar, the long knife in his palm turned into a silver-white horse.

Slashed ten feet away, Yang Qiu seemed a little surprised because he didn't touch the arrow.

How ferocious a sharpshooter is, how miserable he will be when he is approached!

Under this knife, the one-armed bandit and even the bandit leader who surrounded him from everywhere seemed to have seen the panic of this damned archer.

And a miserable end.

But in the next moment, their hearts suddenly jumped.

I saw that under the reflection of the faint moonlight and the light of the knife, there was no panic on the face of the sharp archer, and even a faint mockery appeared on his face.

"What? He still has a backhand?"

The one-armed bandit was startled.

But the arrow was on the string and had to be fired, his whole body's internal energy had already burst out with this knife, the roar of the tiger was roaring, and the blood was boiling, there was absolutely no possibility of taking it back.

"call!"

The fierce sword light came with a strong killing intent.

Huang Puma almost became frenzied, but Yang Ju didn't panic, he hung the big iron bow on the horse's back, and let the light of the saber come across ten feet.

Just a touch from the waist!
Clang!

A knife cry echoed in the night sky, and the cold and terrifying murderous intent was like moonlight, covering the surroundings in an instant.

The one-armed bandit felt a chill in his heart, and his whole body was stabbed in pain, as if thousands of long knives were pressing against his vitals at the same time.

An unprecedented sense of crisis exploded in his heart!
"what?!"

The one-armed bandit's eyes were about to burst, but he couldn't see anything.

That knife light occupied his entire angle of view like a crescent moon!
How can it be? !
At this moment, great shock and horror surged in his heart.

His archery skills are almost perfect, his strong bow and arrows can pass through the skull within a hundred meters.

Who would have thought that his sword skills were even stronger than archery skills!
laugh!
The next moment, his eyes were red with blood, and there was a rustling sound in his ears, as if blood was spilled again.

"You really think I can only shoot arrows..."

The moment the heavy object fell to the ground and endless darkness fell, he heard a roar from a distance, and a faint sneer in front of him.

Pfft!
In the blood mist, the headless body hit the ground heavily, as if hitting everyone's hearts!
Including the bald man, all the bandits were stunned.

Except for a few people, the vast majority of people didn't even see what happened.

I just felt that the boss drew his sword and roared up, the light of the sword flashed, and his head was already beheaded.

"how come?!"

All the bandits felt chills in their hearts, and their bodies lost all warmth. Looking at the mist of blood, they seemed to be stupid.

It wasn't until seeing Yang Jue urging the horse to come that he woke up like a dream.

At this moment, it can be seen that the choices of the crowd are different.

The bald man brandished a broad ax and rushed to kill them ferociously, while the rest of them fled in embarrassment like defeated dogs, howling.

And more bandits were scared out of their wits, running around like headless chickens.

Clang~
The light of the knife swung the ax high, and swept across it with undiminished strength.

laugh!
Dou Da's bald head flew up, blood spattering.

Yang Jue stretched his muscles and bones, straddled his horse and swung his knife, and the man borrowed his horsepower to chase and kill him.

A man is as courageous as a mouse!
Yang Ju straddled his horse alone, dozens of bandits ran away crying and screaming, but none of them had the courage to turn around and fight him again.

One man, one horse, one bow and one knife.

……

"This benefactor is so fierce!"

Looking at the messy and bloody wasteland, the old monk wearing a bamboo hat and patchwork clothes put his palms together and recited the Buddha's name in a low voice.

"Amitabha."

The thin and small novice clasped his hands together, but there was light rolling in his eyes.

"It's a pity that killing is a small skill, and keeping the precepts is the way!"

The old monk noticed something and shook his head slightly:

"Su Ming, do you recognize this benefactor?"

"The common fate of the disciple was cut off by him."

Su Ming said in a low voice.

"This is the fate between you and him!"

The old monk smiled slightly and said:
"If you find the 'Jialan Relic' during this trip, I will allow you to find him to break your fate."

"Everything is empty, where is the fate?"

Su Ming sighed slightly:
"Benefactor Yang has pride in his heart, so he should be free and unrestrained. There is no resentment in the disciple's heart, so how can you say that you have broken the relationship?"

His face was calm, but his heart was silent.

According to the rules of Lanke Temple, if there is no benefactor Yang, maybe he will have to break the secular relationship with his own hands, right?
"good!"

The old monk nodded and smiled:

"That's a great word! Su Ming, you really have the roots of wisdom. Maybe I will rely on you as a teacher in this trip."

Su Ming clasped his hands together, with a calm expression:
"Everything is up to the teacher."

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