death row

Chapter 102 Qingfeng Hall

Those powerful Lieutenants Hu Ting watched Zhanying kill without moving, as if we were not human.

Before the battle started, several people had already died, but the "VIP seats" were full of applause.

The young man shot three more arrows in unison, skyrocketing to the center of Jinhua, and the second battle eagle was hit by an arrow and fell. This time, he was facing the "VIP seats".

Is this a blatant hooliganism?I thought to myself, I couldn't help admiring his free and easy manner.

He didn't expect him to go up casually, and with a loud snap, the white snake in his hand suddenly transformed into a giant snake hundreds of meters long, wrapping his head around the still-dead war eagle. He once again snapped the snake whip in his hand. With a loud bang, the golden feathers in the air scattered and fell, and the corpse of a war eagle whose body had been pumped into a bloody mess fell to the ground.

The last war hawk was golden yellow all over, and it was falling more and more rapidly, and it was already approaching the [-]-meter range of the young man's body.

The boy didn't panic, and shot three more arrows.

The distance between the two was so close that they met in the blink of an eye. The war eagle suddenly spread its huge golden wings that were close to its chest, and its falling momentum slowed down suddenly. I flicked the wings.

"Wow!"

Although it can't be called flying sand and rocks, a strong storm was rolled up by the wings of the golden war eagle, and the golden fighting spirit formed by the bow and arrow could be clearly seen fluttering around by the violent storm, and the outline of the golden armored god of war also disappeared with a whiz.

The war eagle uttered a sharp cry in the air, the sound was faintly mournful, as if mourning the death of its companions, and then flapped its wings and waved a stronger storm, the rising momentum of the bow and arrow was obviously slowed down, when the war eagle flapped its wings to produce The strong wind blew past the arrows, and the three arrows were suddenly out of formation, disintegrated, flew far away and disappeared into the bright sky.

The war eagle didn't stop, flapping its wings and claws to grab the top of the boy's head. Those golden yellow claws reflected dazzling brilliance in the sunlight.

A hundred meters away, such a monster approached in a blink of an eye, and the young body was already completely in the shadow of the golden war eagle. Seeing that the tragedy was about to happen, I heard someone beside me whisper: "You can't live because you did what you did!"

Apparently, the tragedy that happened just now has made the "audience in the ordinary auditorium" feel obviously bored with the "guests in the VIP seat".

If you exclude the age of a teenager, I also think he deserves to be unlucky.

Is it necessary to kill fetishes just to show off?Wouldn't it be even more popular if you had the ability to put your grandfather in there with one arrow.

Amid the exclamation of the crowd, a white shadow suddenly appeared on the martial arts stage. The man pulled the young man behind him, and pointed at the sharp claws of the golden war eagle without moving.

A huge and heavy bronze bell appeared in front of him. On the surface of the bronze bell, the majesty of the Buddha statue appeared. The golden war eagle's claws touched the phantom of the bronze bell, making a violent "boom bang" sound, but the man in white didn't even move his hair.

He casually took off an iron bone fan from behind him, unfolded it with a clatter, at least half a meter in length, and saw a dark blue iron brilliance rising from the golden light, the sharp fan bones trembled slightly, and there was a strange "hissing" "Sound softly.

Suddenly there was a drumming noise at the entrance, and our nervousness was temporarily attracted by the noise. We saw a young man as black as coal running across the mountain pass with his upper body naked and tattered trousers, and jumped up like a black thunderbolt. Swipe across the sky above the martial arts arena.

Regardless of life and death, they hugged the huge war eagle in their arms, and they all fell to the ground of the martial arts arena.

The huge snake whip from the slanting thorns was drawn, and the person holding the giant eagle turned over with his bare back facing upwards, and pressed the eagle's body under his body. Seeing this, the deputy chief quickly retracted the snake whip. The whip was whipped on the man's back.

Blood splattered everywhere, and a whip mark across the back clearly appeared in everyone's eyes. The blood instantly flowed across the man's entire back, and most of the women covered their eyes with screams.

With a sound, the folding fan was put away, and I realized that it was the suave and suave Mr. Xiao Kenan. Today, he simply changed into the fixed attire of an ancient son, with a white robe, white boots, and a white hairband on his head. It is even more chic and elegant, handsome and elegant.

It's a pity that his limelight was robbed by this strange man who suddenly appeared.

The golden color of the war hawk gradually receded under him, and he stopped struggling, as well-behaved as a chick. At this time, the four Hu Tingwei who were in charge of guarding at the entrance rushed into the arena in a hurry. At that time, everyone showed their demeanor, frowned and shouted sharply: "Get out." The four turned around and went back.

The man turned around and saw that his facial features were as ugly as a living ghost, his big bald head was shiny with black oil, his body was broad and majestic, his eyelid was natural and seamless, his nose was flat and boneless, and his mouth was very leaky. Like having a stroke.

Could it be that someone from the cult came to fuck me?

Luo Ding pointed at the ugly man with the end of his bow and said, "Ugly, are you trying to kill me? You actually spoiled my good deeds."

From this it can be seen that this kid was just pretending to be modest and respectful before, if it wasn't for Xiao Kenan, he would have died in Zhanying's capture, and turned his face away to accuse others of ruining his affairs.

But the ugly monster knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly: "Master, please be kind, please be kind, young master."

Xiao Kenan put away his fan and walked off the stage in a cool and easy manner. If there was no such bloody scene, there must be screams at this moment.

Although it was just one move, it was enough to prove that this young man was not just a young man, but that he had real materials.

"Get out of the way and let me shoot him dead with one arrow."

The young man bent his bow and took an arrow, but the ugly monster moved his body to completely cover the war eagle behind him and said: "I beg you, master, let it go, only three little eagles passed by yesterday, and their fathers have been shot to death by the master's invincible arrow technique, please!" Leave a mother for these brats." He couldn't speak, and after he finished speaking, there were a few weird laughs from the audience.

It turns out that Ugly is the breeder of the Golden War Eagle. Judging from his actions, he is an exceptional breeder.

Seeing what he did for Warhawk, I sighed secretly.

The young man continued to talk nonsense, Luo Tiangong said coldly: "Your son, step back." The voice was quiet, but everyone in this vast place could hear clearly.

"Grandpa, I..."

"I'll let you back down." The old man repeated, his tone full of austerity.

Unexpectedly, Luo Dingyi put the bow and arrow on the ground with a sudden slam, burst into tears, and said as he cried: "It was agreed that I would shoot three eagles to death, but in the end, I will not get one if there is one more. Not to mention, what a hero.”

The people in the "VIP Seat" with his promiscuous personality were afraid of Luo Tiangong's power, and no one dared to make a sound, but there was continuous laughter from our place.

The old man turned livid and said to the vice president, "Take him down."

The glasses could only half drag and half coax the child down, Ugly endured the severe pain and got up, limping away, the golden war eagle followed him obediently, as if he understood the vast world, only this person was his true love Guardian.

A pre-arranged "show face show" turned into a farce in the blink of an eye, and hurried to the next session, only to hear the sound of horns and the sound of war drums, Ma Jingtian got up and said to me: "Go." Then he walked to the martial arts stage.

Our location is the closest one, but he stopped in front of the martial arts stage and said: "Don't steal the limelight, let's go last."

Then I saw the majestic warriors appearing, led by the venerables of their respective sects to the martial arts stage. We followed the last four people up and were about to stand still when the one closest to us frowned and said: "Get out, this is where you stand!" place?"

He raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes, and his voice was extremely loud. I was so annoyed that when I was about to argue, Ma Jingtian smiled and said, "That's right, we don't deserve to stand with the soldiers of Qingfeng Hall." After finishing speaking, he stood about five meters away from them.

There are two groups of people in the martial arts arena, Xiaolongwei's descendants and two people from the restricted area.

Then came the various sects, which were composed of Yanyun Pavilion, Tongtianmen, Immortal Gu Sect, Wanshou Villa, Foyintang, and Qingfengtang. No sect was reported without applause, especially Foyintang , It was full of voices.

When he arrived at Ma Jingtian's place, he said calmly, "Forbidden zone." There was a moment of silence, and then there was a burst of ridicule.

(End of this chapter)