Pursuit of the Truth

"...the nominal man..."

This sentence seems to have been stretched for a thousand years, echoing in Xu Hui's ear, long, slowly, one word, one word, gradually like a time and space.

Xu Hui’s heart, in this gradual death, was swayed by this sentence, like a blooming flower, in her heart, constantly spreading, reverberating until it turned into a split eye The strength made her eyes open a gap at this moment.

Her eyes in the gap, bleak, dull, no fascination, in the world she saw outside the gap, from the figure of the man who was nominally her, standing outside the broken barrier, the debris of the barrier seemed to be His foil, against his figure, has become a sight in the world.

Su Ming’s words came out, and the voice echoed the earth and the old man of the illusory body sank. At the same time, the archer next to him, the giant of hundreds of feet did not hesitate to raise the bow with his left hand. Pulling the bowstring, one by one, the sound of the humming sound suddenly spread, and the moment suddenly became a sharp break.

That is, the archer loosened the bowstring, the arrow penetrated the vain sound, and a sharp arrow composed of sand, went straight to Su Ming at lightning speed, and then appeared in the direction of the broken barrier. Into the front of Su Ming.

This arrow is fast, it is difficult to describe, such as the front of the eye is still in the distance, but after blinking, it is between the eyes!

Su Ming looked up and looked indifferently. At this moment, he cultivated infinitely close to the robbery yang. This is the result of the power transmitted from his ancestor. But this is not the state in which he has not come in personally.

He can also... be stronger!

It was almost the moment to raise his head. Su Ming’s right hand was lifted up, and his feet not only did not retreat, but he took another step forward. His moment had not yet fallen, his right hand suddenly caught in front of him, a strong force. Suddenly passed from his hands.

This vigorous force is like a whole mountain bombardment, which makes Su Ming’s arms numb, but his body is under the sharing and diffusion, and this is greatly reduced in the body. At the same time, he took the sixth step. On the ground.

boom!

The earth was shaken by the fall of Su Ming's footsteps, and the sand trembled because of the falling of its footsteps. The whole sky was in this moment, the wind was rising, the whistling was boundless, and the long hair of Su Ming was rolled, making Su Ming's look look gloomy. Indifference, with a sinister evil.

What his right hand caught was the arrow of sand that the archer shot!

The arrow hummed in his hand, but he couldn’t break free from Su Ming’s palm. Su Ming bowed his head and looked at the arrow in his hand. His eyes slowly revealed a strange singularity. This strange light became a sun, moon and stars. Su Ming’s eyes are rewinding, as the years look back in his eyes.

The singularity in his eyes was seen by the archer and the old man of the illusory body. Both of them were old-fashioned, especially the illusory body of the old man, and the body subconsciously stepped back a few steps, screaming.

"The power of the years, you...you...you are the apostle of the Spirit of the Year!!"

"This is the arrow of this bow." Su Ming did not seem to hear the sharp voice of the old man of the illusory body. He looked at the arrow in his hand. In his eyes, there was a scene that flashed through the picture. The heroic position before Hui and the anti-pit and counterattack under this arrow.

Until Su Ming saw the 18th shot of Hu Feng, he saw the three arrows from the archers and the strong glare, such as the last fireworks, burning the eyes of Su Ming, making the scene in this flame The disappearance disappeared, making his eyes return to normal at this moment.

"...when she hurts." Su Ming looked up, his right hand pinched down, and the sand arrow suddenly collapsed, turning it into a fine sand and blowing it from its finger joints, turning those fine blows into a gauze. Su Ming fluttered in front of him.

"Kill him!" The old man of the illusory body, his body rushed back, his voice sharply echoed the remaining sand giants of Zhou, one by one roaring straight to Su Mingchong, and the archer, his look is extremely dignified, body At the same time as the forward rush, open the bow again, this time with three arrows on its bow.

When the old man of the illusory body retreated, the sand blade disappeared in his hand, and a black illusory skull appeared in his hand. When he was constantly stroking, there was a complicated and incomprehensible spell in his mouth.

With the spread of his spell, the sky came with a roaring roar, as the sky became a barrier, and someone was going to open the sky after the barrier.

Su Ming’s mouth sneered, his body suddenly swaying forward, and he appeared in front of a sand giant. His right hand was raised in the sand giant’s eyebrows.

Although his body is as small as an ant like this giant, but under this press, the sand giant's body trembled fiercely, his face was desperate, and a crack appeared in his eyebrows, which instantly spread throughout the body. The palm of the hand contains the power of its infinite proximity to the robbery at this moment. It is not that this repair is comparable to the sand and earth in the middle and late stages of the position.

boom!

The sand giant collapsed and collapsed. When Su Ming left, he became a sand hill, lost his spirit, and lost his vitality.

At the same time, another sand giant swung a huge fist, like a sandstorm, rolling Su Ming clothes, roaring near the moment, Su Ming turned his head, did not shoot, did not dodge, but the eyes appeared in the moment Shadow!

That is the sun, the moon and the stars, that is the power that believes to exist, is that Su Ming has mastered a strange power in the black ink star.

This force is integrated into the illusion of Su Ming's sun, moon and moon. At this moment, the coming sand giant suddenly shakes his body, and his fist suddenly stops in front of Su Ming. His eyes are stunned and more struggling.

Su Ming did not pay attention to this sand giant. He jumped on the sand giant and jumped into the air. He danced long and his clothes fluttered. His eyes were cold and fell directly in the eyes of the archer.

That is, at this moment, the humming reverberates, there are eight sand giants coming around, three arrows from the archers, and the whistling breaks open, and goes straight to Su Ming in the air.

Not yet approaching, immediately whispered from the mouth of the archer.

"Explosion!" His voice was still echoing, and the roaring bang suddenly came out from the three arrows. The three arrows crashed in the air, not hurting with arrows, but with the explosion of their collapse. To shake the enemy in the air, this is the mood of the archer.

During the roaring, the bower’s body was on the earth, and the bow in his hand was fiercely inserted into the sand. His body trembled, clutching the longbow under a bend, and stunned.

"Hundred arrows kill!" In his low voice, the sand around him immediately floated, and instantly he turned into a hundred arrows. At the moment when he pulled the bow and loosened the bowstring, the sound of the hundred arrows was screaming. , Qi Qi came out and went straight to Su Ming in the air.

"The long-range attack is really effective. Is it a bully?" Su Ming faintly opened his right hand on the storage bag and immediately showed a gourd in his hand!

His left hand was on the gourd, and when he stepped forward, the whole person bent over and bowed toward the gourd.

"Please greet the hoist!"

As soon as this statement came out, the gourd burst into a strong light in the air. This light was enough for six colors. Under the change of the back and forth, an eye appeared immediately outside the gourd. This eye directly locked the bearer and then went from the gourd. Suddenly, a small man flew out. The little man had a sharp blade in his hand. It had no eyes, but he went straight to the archer.

Its flying out, and the hundred-billion arrow pierced through, this scene is very clear, Bai Jian Lin Su Ming, Bao Hulu to the bow!

"Thousand arrows kill!!" On the ground, the bower changed his face, and the binocular pupil was more fiercely contracted. At the moment when Su Ming’s treasure gourd appeared, he had a crisis, especially the gourd. After the upper eye locked it, the crisis suddenly became strong. Even in the memory of his inheritance, there seemed to be a treasure that made him tremble, which is very similar to this gourd.

Under this crisis, he did not hesitate to erupt his most powerful magical powers. As soon as this statement came out, the earth immediately centered on him, and a huge whirlpool suddenly appeared.

In this whirlpool, there are some sand-stricken people who have no time to avoid, one by one screaming, and their bodies have become flesh and blood in this whirlpool. At this moment, the archers have been unable to take care of the sand people under the crisis. Protecting one's life is the key point.

A branch of the arrow suddenly emerged from this huge vortex. A whole thousand arrows, and the sound of the broken air swayed, and together, if this scene can form a picture, it will be handed down!

Seeing these sharp arrows approaching Su Ming at a very fast speed, Su Ming blinked in a blink of an eye. He actually lowered his head in midair, not looking at those sharp arrows, but looking at his own right hand palm.

Looking at his palm and looking at the palm prints inside, at the moment when the arrows came, Su Ming’s right hand slammed into the front.

"The palm of the gods!" Su Ming faintly opened, and immediately there was an illusion of thousands of feet outside his body. The illusion was centered on Su Ming's body. Under the constant spread, a huge palm was formed. !

The palm print and Su Ming's right palm are the same. Su Ming's eyes are more rapidly flashing.

The palm of the hand was erected and appeared between the heavens and the earth. As Su Ming’s right hand pressed forward, roaring and screaming, the palm of the hand penetrated Su Ming’s body and slammed toward him, and there was no crack in the road. The crack was torn from the sky, and the roar of the palm of the hand was deafening, and suddenly it was like a wall, and it touched the thousand arrows.

This is, after Su Ming’s cultivation is infinitely close to the robbery, his genius is unfolding!