After rebirth in the wilderness, you can travel back and forth to the earth
Chapter 102 Two arrows kill Grandmaster Qinghe
Qinghe City burned, flames shot out, and countless people were hit by arrows and screamed and wailed.
The rain of arrows kept falling, and everyone in the Qinghe tribe began to hurriedly look for a place to hide.
There was even more mourning in the square. The core members of the Qinghe tribe were given priority to be taken care of by the arrow rain of the Dongling army.
The rest of the people who were not hit by the arrows got up and fled, seeing the two masters trying to escape.
There was a sound of cracking in the sky, and a strong wind rushed towards the throat of a Qinghe Grandmaster. It was like lightning with the cold light of hell.
Such a terrifying arrow was shot. Before Grandmaster Qinghe could react, he was instantly pierced through the throat by a 1.5-meter-long, glowing demon bone arrow.
The terrifying power and speed carried Grandmaster Qinghe up to 3000 meters and pinned him to a stone wall.
Blood flowed from the grandmaster's neck down the stone wall, making the other grandmaster look miserable and ducked under a stone wall, cold sweat dripping down his cheeks.
"Good archery!"
Qing Yanfeng praised aloud, the admiration in his eyes undisguised.
Although the power of the Taoist spirit bow given by Fushan Fire King in the storage bag was much weaker than that used by Qing Yanfeng.
This little junior brother who has not yet entered the door can actually exert such terrifying power with an ordinary bow made of ordinary demon realm bones.
Fushan Fire King made a yellow-level Taoist spirit bow for each of his seven disciples, which required 80 force to pull.
Fushan Fire King also made a Xuan-level Taoist spirit bow for Yang Yi, a registered disciple who presented his bow and arrows. It required 300 million forces to draw the bow. It would be used as a disciple ceremony when he arrived in Fushan Kingdom.
Qing Yanfeng followed the firelight and looked towards the top of the mountain. He saw a slender and strong young man standing in the wind with a big bow in hand. His black hair was flowing, and he was extremely handsome.
He just had a cold look on his face, a soul-stirring cold light in his eyes, and exuded an aura of wildness and cruelty.
On the top of the mountain, Yang Yi's eyes flashed with cold light, and he stood with a bow in hand, looking for traces of another grandmaster.
In an instant, Yang Yi locked the location where another grandmaster of Qinghe was hiding.
He opened his big bow, attached the arrow, and shot directly, with smooth and graceful movements.
The phoenix screams and the sound is sweet, resounding throughout the valley.
A spark flew up, and the long arrow shot by Yang Yi directly penetrated the half-meter-thick stone wall and pierced the chest of Grandmaster Qinghe who was hiding behind.
Blood flowers flew up, and in Grandmaster Qinghe's disbelieving look of horror, they flew a thousand meters and stuck on another stone wall.
The arrow penetrated his heart, and Grandmaster Qinghe struggled slightly with his hands and feet, as if unwilling to admit anything.
"hiss!"
Behind Qing Yanfeng, the eight masters took a deep breath when they saw this.
This kid is so terrifying!
Two arrows instantly killed two strong masters in the Golden Body Realm. Their opponents were nailed to death by one arrow without even seeing their appearance.
"kill!"
After receiving Yang Yi's signal, Yang Qingshan waved his hand, and a thunderous sound resounded through the sky and echoed in the valley.
He is tall and majestic, and after breaking through to the Golden Body Realm, his aura is even more compelling.
Like a fierce tiger, it rushed down the mountain first.
The Dongling tribe troops raised their heavy swords, broadswords, and spears one after another, with cold light flashing.
A group of three to five people, and a group of two to thirty people, roaring like tigers and wolves, filled with murderous intent, like a strong wind, followed the clan leader and rushed down the mountain to kill Qinghe City.
More than 5 people rushed to kill them, and the momentum was so overwhelming that the leaves in the forest rustled and fell.
In Qinghe City, two masters died tragically, leaving the whole group without a leader.
Only the dozens of Mortal-Breaking Realm warriors, in panic, slowly organized their manpower and began to meet the incoming Dongling army.
Yang Yi hid in the army, rushed down the mountain, jumped up the city wall, and slapped a martial artist away, killing more than a dozen Qinghe tribesmen.
A cold light flashed in his eyes, and a cold breath came, as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake in the dark, making Yang Yi feel uncomfortable all over.
There was a blast of thunder, and Yang Yi was instantly horrified and flew away like lightning.
I saw that where he was standing on the city wall, a big crater was blasted out, and dust and smoke were everywhere.
A white-haired old woman appeared on the city wall with a cane, not far from Yang Yi. She exuded a powerful aura and was clearly a great master.
"The wolf cub of Dongling, my Qinghe clan can't even leave, so why should we kill them all and start a clan war?"
A hoarse and cold voice sounded from the old woman's mouth, with a fierce light in her eyes, staring at Yang Yi with a chilling coldness.
"Your Qinghe clan colluded with the Wushan bandits to massacre our Dongling clan members, harmed our fellow clansmen, and violated the rules of the Northern Wilderness clan. How could you not have thought that Qinghe would also have this day?"
Yang Yi showed no sign of weakness, tit for tat, his soul sensed all the disturbances around him, and the feeling of being targeted by a poisonous snake still did not dissipate.
There are also great masters in the Qinghe Golden Tribe, and the old woman in front of me is not the only one.
"The weak prey on the strong. Which powerful force has not sucked the blood of its own people?"
"Their big forces had enough to eat and drink, so they made these bullshit rules in the Northern Wilderness to prevent us from getting stronger."
The old woman laughed sarcastically, looking at Yang Yi's expression, it was like looking at a stupid child who was innocent and ignorant of the world.
How could the Qinghe tribe become strong quickly without absorbing the flesh and blood of the surrounding tribes of the same tribe?
In just one hundred years, three great masters and 26 golden body realm masters were trained.
The strength of the Golden Tribe far exceeds that of the same level, if the Dongling Tribe hadn't done something bad this time and started a clan war.
When the Qinghe Tribe faced the Qingyan Glory Tribe law enforcers, they would only lose at most three masters, one to three to fifty martial arts masters, and some money.
There are also two great masters and twenty grand masters who have moved the whole clan to other places and continued to establish the Qinghe clan, still able to dominate one side.
Damn the Dongling Tribe!
The old woman's heart was burning with anger. It was the Dongling wolf cub in front of her who, while they were gone, sneaked into the Qinghe tribe and killed the grand master who was guarding the tribe.
Now he still refuses to let go, launching a clan war and fighting to the death with the Qinghe clan.
There was also the damn Qingyan law enforcer. The old woman glanced at the hiding place of Qingyanfeng and others with a cold gaze.
Then he waved the crutch in his hand, causing a huge wave. The speed was astonishing, and he reached Yang Yi in an instant.
Yang Yi's body glowed with golden light, and the sword in his hand was surrounded by spiritual energy and shimmered with cold light.
On the city wall, the two people quickly fought fiercely. The city wall collapsed step by step, boulders flew, and long swords and crutches struck each other, sending out sparks that flickered in the night sky.
"You can really fight the Grand Master!"
Qing Yanfeng had a look of shock on his face, which was incredible. According to Fu Lieyang, Dongling Yang Liulang was only over three years old now.
Previously, I was only half-convinced that Yang Yi could kill the Grand Master. After all, there were too many insidious methods that could be used to kill the Grand Master.
Thinking that he, Qing Yanfeng, had once cultivated himself as a master, he plotted to kill a great master without much effort.
The people of the Qinghe tribe were even more surprised when they saw the old woman. Didn't this tribe elder die 30 years ago? Why did he suddenly appear?
Immediately, the morale of the Qinghe clan was greatly boosted, and millions of clan members rushed out from all directions to surround and kill the Xiang Dongling clan.
The Dongling Tribe army was steady and undisturbed, each one setting up a bow and shooting arrows. The long arrows pierced the sky, making a whining sound and emitting a heart-stopping cold light.
The Qinghe people who rushed over were hit by arrows and fell down one by one. Their corpses were piled up in the grass and trees, and their blood flowed into Qinghe City.
The rain of arrows kept falling, and everyone in the Qinghe tribe began to hurriedly look for a place to hide.
There was even more mourning in the square. The core members of the Qinghe tribe were given priority to be taken care of by the arrow rain of the Dongling army.
The rest of the people who were not hit by the arrows got up and fled, seeing the two masters trying to escape.
There was a sound of cracking in the sky, and a strong wind rushed towards the throat of a Qinghe Grandmaster. It was like lightning with the cold light of hell.
Such a terrifying arrow was shot. Before Grandmaster Qinghe could react, he was instantly pierced through the throat by a 1.5-meter-long, glowing demon bone arrow.
The terrifying power and speed carried Grandmaster Qinghe up to 3000 meters and pinned him to a stone wall.
Blood flowed from the grandmaster's neck down the stone wall, making the other grandmaster look miserable and ducked under a stone wall, cold sweat dripping down his cheeks.
"Good archery!"
Qing Yanfeng praised aloud, the admiration in his eyes undisguised.
Although the power of the Taoist spirit bow given by Fushan Fire King in the storage bag was much weaker than that used by Qing Yanfeng.
This little junior brother who has not yet entered the door can actually exert such terrifying power with an ordinary bow made of ordinary demon realm bones.
Fushan Fire King made a yellow-level Taoist spirit bow for each of his seven disciples, which required 80 force to pull.
Fushan Fire King also made a Xuan-level Taoist spirit bow for Yang Yi, a registered disciple who presented his bow and arrows. It required 300 million forces to draw the bow. It would be used as a disciple ceremony when he arrived in Fushan Kingdom.
Qing Yanfeng followed the firelight and looked towards the top of the mountain. He saw a slender and strong young man standing in the wind with a big bow in hand. His black hair was flowing, and he was extremely handsome.
He just had a cold look on his face, a soul-stirring cold light in his eyes, and exuded an aura of wildness and cruelty.
On the top of the mountain, Yang Yi's eyes flashed with cold light, and he stood with a bow in hand, looking for traces of another grandmaster.
In an instant, Yang Yi locked the location where another grandmaster of Qinghe was hiding.
He opened his big bow, attached the arrow, and shot directly, with smooth and graceful movements.
The phoenix screams and the sound is sweet, resounding throughout the valley.
A spark flew up, and the long arrow shot by Yang Yi directly penetrated the half-meter-thick stone wall and pierced the chest of Grandmaster Qinghe who was hiding behind.
Blood flowers flew up, and in Grandmaster Qinghe's disbelieving look of horror, they flew a thousand meters and stuck on another stone wall.
The arrow penetrated his heart, and Grandmaster Qinghe struggled slightly with his hands and feet, as if unwilling to admit anything.
"hiss!"
Behind Qing Yanfeng, the eight masters took a deep breath when they saw this.
This kid is so terrifying!
Two arrows instantly killed two strong masters in the Golden Body Realm. Their opponents were nailed to death by one arrow without even seeing their appearance.
"kill!"
After receiving Yang Yi's signal, Yang Qingshan waved his hand, and a thunderous sound resounded through the sky and echoed in the valley.
He is tall and majestic, and after breaking through to the Golden Body Realm, his aura is even more compelling.
Like a fierce tiger, it rushed down the mountain first.
The Dongling tribe troops raised their heavy swords, broadswords, and spears one after another, with cold light flashing.
A group of three to five people, and a group of two to thirty people, roaring like tigers and wolves, filled with murderous intent, like a strong wind, followed the clan leader and rushed down the mountain to kill Qinghe City.
More than 5 people rushed to kill them, and the momentum was so overwhelming that the leaves in the forest rustled and fell.
In Qinghe City, two masters died tragically, leaving the whole group without a leader.
Only the dozens of Mortal-Breaking Realm warriors, in panic, slowly organized their manpower and began to meet the incoming Dongling army.
Yang Yi hid in the army, rushed down the mountain, jumped up the city wall, and slapped a martial artist away, killing more than a dozen Qinghe tribesmen.
A cold light flashed in his eyes, and a cold breath came, as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake in the dark, making Yang Yi feel uncomfortable all over.
There was a blast of thunder, and Yang Yi was instantly horrified and flew away like lightning.
I saw that where he was standing on the city wall, a big crater was blasted out, and dust and smoke were everywhere.
A white-haired old woman appeared on the city wall with a cane, not far from Yang Yi. She exuded a powerful aura and was clearly a great master.
"The wolf cub of Dongling, my Qinghe clan can't even leave, so why should we kill them all and start a clan war?"
A hoarse and cold voice sounded from the old woman's mouth, with a fierce light in her eyes, staring at Yang Yi with a chilling coldness.
"Your Qinghe clan colluded with the Wushan bandits to massacre our Dongling clan members, harmed our fellow clansmen, and violated the rules of the Northern Wilderness clan. How could you not have thought that Qinghe would also have this day?"
Yang Yi showed no sign of weakness, tit for tat, his soul sensed all the disturbances around him, and the feeling of being targeted by a poisonous snake still did not dissipate.
There are also great masters in the Qinghe Golden Tribe, and the old woman in front of me is not the only one.
"The weak prey on the strong. Which powerful force has not sucked the blood of its own people?"
"Their big forces had enough to eat and drink, so they made these bullshit rules in the Northern Wilderness to prevent us from getting stronger."
The old woman laughed sarcastically, looking at Yang Yi's expression, it was like looking at a stupid child who was innocent and ignorant of the world.
How could the Qinghe tribe become strong quickly without absorbing the flesh and blood of the surrounding tribes of the same tribe?
In just one hundred years, three great masters and 26 golden body realm masters were trained.
The strength of the Golden Tribe far exceeds that of the same level, if the Dongling Tribe hadn't done something bad this time and started a clan war.
When the Qinghe Tribe faced the Qingyan Glory Tribe law enforcers, they would only lose at most three masters, one to three to fifty martial arts masters, and some money.
There are also two great masters and twenty grand masters who have moved the whole clan to other places and continued to establish the Qinghe clan, still able to dominate one side.
Damn the Dongling Tribe!
The old woman's heart was burning with anger. It was the Dongling wolf cub in front of her who, while they were gone, sneaked into the Qinghe tribe and killed the grand master who was guarding the tribe.
Now he still refuses to let go, launching a clan war and fighting to the death with the Qinghe clan.
There was also the damn Qingyan law enforcer. The old woman glanced at the hiding place of Qingyanfeng and others with a cold gaze.
Then he waved the crutch in his hand, causing a huge wave. The speed was astonishing, and he reached Yang Yi in an instant.
Yang Yi's body glowed with golden light, and the sword in his hand was surrounded by spiritual energy and shimmered with cold light.
On the city wall, the two people quickly fought fiercely. The city wall collapsed step by step, boulders flew, and long swords and crutches struck each other, sending out sparks that flickered in the night sky.
"You can really fight the Grand Master!"
Qing Yanfeng had a look of shock on his face, which was incredible. According to Fu Lieyang, Dongling Yang Liulang was only over three years old now.
Previously, I was only half-convinced that Yang Yi could kill the Grand Master. After all, there were too many insidious methods that could be used to kill the Grand Master.
Thinking that he, Qing Yanfeng, had once cultivated himself as a master, he plotted to kill a great master without much effort.
The people of the Qinghe tribe were even more surprised when they saw the old woman. Didn't this tribe elder die 30 years ago? Why did he suddenly appear?
Immediately, the morale of the Qinghe clan was greatly boosted, and millions of clan members rushed out from all directions to surround and kill the Xiang Dongling clan.
The Dongling Tribe army was steady and undisturbed, each one setting up a bow and shooting arrows. The long arrows pierced the sky, making a whining sound and emitting a heart-stopping cold light.
The Qinghe people who rushed over were hit by arrows and fell down one by one. Their corpses were piled up in the grass and trees, and their blood flowed into Qinghe City.
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