Earth Cinema

Chapter 278 Archer Nemesis
A powerful arrow was shot out, whistling through the air.

However, it was blocked by a thick sword, as if it had hit an iron wall. The powerful impact caused the arrowhead to twist and the arrow body to explode.

But there was not even a single white spot on the sword.

far away.

On a street lamp.

The second-in-command stood on it, holding a powerful bow, with the tip of the arrow pointing at a figure in the distance below.

The powerful bow in his hand fired continuously, and his fingers seemed to just touch the bowstring, but a few whistling sounds were heard fading away.

The arrows were like strings of pearls. In just a moment, seven or eight arrows flew out and shot at the girl holding the door panel in the field at various tricky angles.

But they were blocked one by one.

From time to time, one or two long arrows would collide sharply with the sword due to the angle and then shoot to the side.

sieve!
The flying arrow fell straight into the concrete floor, leaving only the arrowhead on the ground.

It is enough to prove how powerful it is.

"Uncle, your arrow's accuracy is OK, but the power is just so-so."

The younger sister tilted her heavy sword slightly, revealing half of her still somewhat immature but quite heroic face, and said with a smile to the gloomy man with a pale face and a yin-yang look.

Then he leaped up and ran towards the street light with steady steps.

One step is three to five meters.

The heavy sword seemed to be light in the hands of the girl with high ponytail.

It seems like it doesn't have much weight.

Several more powerful arrows shot out, one of which went straight to the girl's legs, trying to disrupt her pace when she changed her pace.

Then two or three arrows, one at the right arm, one at the head, and one at the chest.

The girl just flipped her wrist, and the heavy sword as thick as a door panel fluttered like a flower, standing in place and completely covering her petite body.

Ding ding ding.

Three consecutive knocks, like knocking on the door.

Looking at the thick iron wall, his arrows made of fine steel seemed as soft and weak as embroidery needles.

The second in command had a gloomy look on his face. His archery skills, which he was usually proud of, had helped him kill countless powerful enemies. His accuracy was so high that he could shoot through a target from a hundred paces away. His power was so strong that it was enough to break monuments and crack rocks, and could penetrate three inches into the stone.

No matter how strong the enemy is, he must be careful of his arrows, because with just one mistake, he can pose a fatal threat to the opponent.

He had encountered many strange weapons in the past, but this was the first time he encountered this kind of weapon, and it seemed as if he was naturally weak against it.

As thick as a city door panel.

There is no need to do anything else, just stick the weapon on the ground, and it will be like a huge natural shield, made of iron, which can block the opponent completely.

My archery skills are completely useless.

An arrow long enough to penetrate the stone slab landed on it without leaving even a white dot.

At this time, he already had the idea of ​​retreating.

This time I came here just to catch a few tongues, follow the clues, catch other big fish, and finally find out the location of their nest.

Gather enough troops and capture them in one fell swoop.

Unexpectedly, he was intercepted by the girl as soon as he came out, and several guards who were accompanying him were also hacked to death by the other party with a heavy sword.

Obviously, he fell into the enemy's trap.

From the very beginning, he was at a disadvantage in momentum, which was extremely fatal in a duel between masters.

But fortunately, after my own observation, I found that there was only this girl. I am also an archer, I can attack or retreat. According to my body skills, if I want to leave while keeping a distance, the other party will not be able to stop me.

Watching the girl approaching steadily step by step until she was less than fifty steps away from him, the second in command took a look at the half-empty quiver, sensed the danger, and without hesitation, stepped on the street lamp, turned around and leaped into the distance.

"Little girl, I'll play with you next time."

He had a principle that he would never engage in close combat with the enemy if he could avoid it. When he was the only one left, he would remove half of the arrows left in his bow.

It's just a pity. If the opponent hadn't killed his men first, there wouldn't have been more than one or two people who could have restrained the opponent's heavy sword, allowing him to find an opportunity and shoot and kill the opponent.

Unfortunately, no.

And since this is a trap, if you continue to stay here, it is very likely to attract other people, and then you won't be able to leave even if you want to.

At this moment, a cry was heard from afar.

"Second Gear, we're here to help you."

Four people in brocade robes appeared not far behind them and rushed over, shouting, "The boss sent us to support you first, he will be here soon."

The figure of the second gear leader who was about to leave paused.

His eyes flickered and he was overjoyed.

Not to mention the big boss coming, even with these few people, as long as they can contain the opponent and let him find an opportunity...

Then he stood still, his eyes like an eagle, staring straight at the little sister with a cold murderous intent. The longbow in his hand suddenly charged like a full moon, and arrows shot out immediately.

Dang Dang Dang!
Several arrows stopped the little sister's steps.

During this time, several men in brocade robes also came galloping from a distance. They had already reached a tacit understanding with each other, so without saying a word, they drew their swords and slashed at the little sister.

The little sister frowned, curled her lips, turned her back, and attached the heavy sword in her hand to her back with her waist. She spun around, and the sound of metal clashing could be heard.

The long sword chopped on the heavy sword.

Then he was forced back by the spinning heavy sword.

The little sister flipped her wrist and swung her arm like a whip. Using the force of rotation, the heavy sword swept along her slender arm in all directions.

The huge whistling sound forced several figures to flee in a hurry.

The younger sister took the opportunity to stand up and kicked the heavy sword hard. The heavy sword changed direction instantly. Her body followed the inertia of the heavy sword and jumped up in one step. The heavy sword took advantage of the force and swept forward.

The Western Factory soldier in front was unaware of the power of the heavy sword, and instead of dodging, he struck horizontally with the long sword in his hand.

But at this time the heavy sword was already ready, how could he block it with just a long sword?
Under the sweep of the heavy sword, the long sword made of fine steel was like paper, and the figure was cut into two pieces.

This scene was so shocking that the others couldn't help but take a step back.

The second-in-command standing on top of the street lamp had a sharp eye and saw a good opportunity. He suddenly shook the longbow in his hand. The bow was like thunder, and a sharp arrow immediately cut through the layers of air.

Shoot out.

Straight to the face.

The wind whistled in my ears. My sister's strength had been exhausted. The heavy sword was too heavy to hold horizontally. She had to let go and flipped in the air, avoiding the arrow with difficulty.

The arrow shot in vain and immediately pierced through the crowd.

Nailed to the ground.

"kill!"

Years of cooperation have made this group of Western Factory soldiers have a tacit understanding. They surrounded and attacked the enemy, with the long swords in their hands whistling, as if they were going to chop the enemy into eight pieces.

Fortunately, because a colleague had been killed before, several people took a step back, giving them some buffer space. The little sister stepped on the opponent's shoulder in mid-air, used the force to do a somersault, and leaped towards the heavy sword. She grasped the heavy sword with her hand and struck it across the bar, forcing everyone back.

Somewhat embarrassed.

(End of this chapter)