I started with Dragon Elephant Prajna, and I pushed forward with my skill points.

Chapter 14: Punches Like a Rain of Pear Blossom Needles

"Scatter, everyone, quickly scatter and lie down on the sand!"

Because all the foreign monks and Banbianyun's people ran out of the inn and gathered together.

Every arrow that breaks through the air will take away several lives.

Listening to the screams one after another, An Shigeng's heart almost bled, and he roared loudly.

At the same time, he also relied on the magic of the Western Regions to change his body shape and rush towards the place where the arrow came from.

Look into the distance!

I saw a young man disguised as Yu Huatian standing on the sand dune.

He hooked his little finger and placed the black iron arrow in the quiver behind him on the string.

He stretched out his gibbon and drew his bow to the full moon.

The whole set of movements is as smooth as flowing water.

An Shigeng was dumbfounded.

To be honest, when those arrows came from the yellow sand, An Shigeng thought that Su Qing, Su Huirong and the guide's entry into the inn was just a cover.

There are still a large number of people from the Western Factory hiding outside the inn.

It was only because of the wind and sand that it was not discovered by the wanderers who were investigating just now.

"one person!
With just one man and a bow, he suppressed dozens of fierce bandits from Banbianyun and numerous monks from the Tantric sect, making them unable to raise their heads? "

Shilowa, who followed closely, was greatly shocked and exclaimed, "Eternal Heaven, how could Zhebie descend into the Southern Dynasty!"

Jebe means archer in Mongolian, referring to a person with extremely high archery skills that are different from ordinary people.

"Fortunately there's only one person!"

An Shigeng secretly rejoiced.

Then his eyes fell on Shiloh: "His arrows can penetrate several people from dozens of feet away, which shows that he has a strong bow.

With such a strong bow, even a master of the Golden Jade Robe would not be able to draw the bow quickly all the time.

It consumes a lot of arm strength.

Secondly, there is only one person, which means that the number of arrows on his body is also limited.

How cruel is a sharpshooter who never misses his target, and how miserable he will be if he loses his arrows!
Like a tiger without claws, life and death are in our hands."

Understanding this, An Shigeng changed his strategy: "Everyone disperse, then advance slowly, and surround the court's henchmen."

Just now, An Shigeng asked everyone to lie down because he suspected that there were a large number of court lackeys hiding in the wind and sand. He was afraid of causing unnecessary harm and chose to avoid the limelight temporarily.

Now, it is confirmed that there is only one enemy, and he is a sharpshooter.

Then it is destined that as many people will die as the enemy has arrows.

Since the number of deaths is inevitable, it would be better to fill the gap with people from the beginning and consume the opponent's arrows.

However, there is only one life, even if An Shigeng has given orders.

The heads of those Half Cloud Sand bandits were still lowered, almost buried in the yellow sand, and it was obvious that they did not want to fill the hole.

"Actually, I have a solution!"

At this moment, Shiloh suddenly spoke.

"any solution?"

An Shigeng looked puzzled.

If there was a way, why didn't Shilova take action earlier and wait until now?

“The distance between us and the archer is less than a hundred feet.

It’s just because the desert is covered with yellow sand, it’s difficult to gain leverage and it’s impossible to use light skills to get closer quickly.

How to approach quickly?
抛！
We Tantric monks are good at body training and have great strength.

Even if a person weighs more than 100 pounds, we can easily throw him a hundred feet away.

It only takes a few dozen of us monks to throw some people to the archer at the same time.

So what if he's an archer?

He was also overwhelmed.

If he can kill one person, can he also kill dozens of people at the same time?

Absolutely impossible!
And what will happen if we get closer?"

Shiloh's words brought joy to An Shigeng's face. He was very smart and immediately understood why Shiloh hadn't mentioned this plan right away.

Proposing this plan requires providing the people who are to be thrown out.

The archer's shooting speed was too fast. Even if there were dozens of Tantric monks thrown out from different directions at the same time, several of them would definitely be shot dead.

Shilova doesn’t want the Tantric people to die.

The reason it is brought up now is because the people of Banbianyun disobeyed An Shigeng's orders.

The foreign monk is the one who wants to use half of the cloud and be the one being thrown away.

An Shigeng did not refuse.

Next, the Tantric monks moved one after another.

Of course, Su Qing did not stop shooting arrows during this process. Two monks were shot while moving.

Soon, one by one, the half-cloud bandits were thrown out and quickly came towards Su Qing.

"A bit clever!"

Seeing the many Half Cloud Sand bandits approaching him almost at the same time, Su Qing immediately put away his bow and "fled" away again.

It looks just like a sharpshooter, and he is in a panic when the distance is too close.

Although, An Shigeng is also good at Qinggong.

But in the desert, they were also affected, which could not be compared with the bandits who were directly thrown out of the sand by the foreign monks.

Knowing this, he came to a foreign monk and asked him to throw him out as well.

Shilova was also thrown out at the same time.

In the blink of an eye, the distance of a hundred feet was reached, and the two immediately chased forward after landing.

Seeing that he was only a few feet away from Su Qing, the archer was about to be trapped.

But the next moment, An Shigeng's heart suddenly jumped, and he was shocked to feel a bad feeling.

Shilowa's expression was also solemn.

Logically, the Archer should have looked panicked as he ran away when the distance between them got too close.

As a result, the fleeing archer was not at all panicked.

Even the fleeing footsteps suddenly stopped, and then turned around with a hint of sarcasm.

This scene must have happened because An Shigeng had neglected to be on guard.

But for a moment, An Shigeng couldn't figure out where the deviation occurred.

He could only watch Su Qing stop.

A backhand attack brought him within a few feet of the crowd.

The right hand that was hanging at the waist suddenly raised up, changed the palm into a fist, and stretched out the fist casually.

Su Qing did not learn boxing deliberately.

This punch was not fancy at all, it was just an extremely simple punch.

Even a layman who has just learned martial arts for a few years can imitate it.

But in Su Qing's hands, the power of an ordinary punch was simply incredible.

He delivered a heavy sonic boom.

At this time, a storm was blowing in the desert and the sky was full of yellow sand.

Su Qing's punch carried a cloud of yellow sand and headed towards the Yunsha bandits and An Shigeng.

Anyone who has studied physics knows that the force of an impact is proportional to the mass of the object and the square of its velocity.

At this time, Su Qing's fist created a sonic boom, giving the gravel a supersonic speed.

How big is the square of supersonic speed?
To what extent does the sand and gravel cause damage?
Just imagine it and you will know.

Actually, there is no need to imagine.

Su Qing's fist clearly demonstrated its powerful power.

The gravel caught in his fist was just like the most powerful hidden weapon of the Tang Clan in Shu, the Torrential Pear Blossom Needle.

In the blink of an eye, most of the bandits were beaten into sieves by countless gravel.

(End of this chapter)