Age of Heroes, 10-game winning streak

His eyes were fixed on the only bright red spot.

Go——!

Luohou drove the arrow forward and watched it sink into the bright red. The arrow pierced through the heart, and the violent force rushed through it. Even the heart could not withstand this force and exploded into a bloody mist.

At this moment, Luohou felt that his mission of a thousand years had come to an end, and his tense heart seemed to relax all of a sudden, as if it was suspended in the air.

Easier than ever before.

Likewise, an unprecedented emptiness.

No, that's not right... It's not emptiness, but...

It's really empty.

Luohou lowered his head. His heart was pierced and a gap appeared in his chest. The Ketu Arrow had returned to his hand and lay quietly in his palm, stained with bright red blood and covered with cracks.

Even if he was the greatest person throughout the ages, he would not be able to survive.

For the body was mortally wounded and the soul was over-burned.

Luohou opened his eyes slightly, seeming to not understand... He had clearly successfully defeated Tai Sui, but why was it his own heart that was shot through?

But Tai Sui is still alive?

He was still alive, although he looked miserable with arrow wounds all over his body, but his heart was intact.

Tai Sui held the God-killing Stick and looked at Luo Hou without saying a word. Only his eyes revealed the arrogance and pride unique to the winner... In the end, I still won.

Luohou lowered his head and said nothing.

He is thinking.

He fully understood the fact that he was about to die, but he didn't have time to dwell on it.

Rahu existed to eliminate demons. He was defeated, but his death was worthy.

But he couldn't close his eyes yet.

Because he knew...what his death meant.

Luohou turned and left.

Every step of the way is scarlet.

Dragging his shattered soul and empty body, he couldn't go far.

Besides, this is Wuliangye. Once you come in, how easy is it to turn back?

Tai Sui wanted to chase him, but he didn't have the strength to do so. He could only watch Luo Hou staggering away, dragging his broken body step by step. It was obvious that there was no way forward, but he was still so stubborn. Where did he want to go? To tomorrow when spring is warm and flowers are blooming?

Tai Sui showed sarcasm and mockery, and instead wanted to appreciate how ugly Luo Hou would look before his death.

Luohou suddenly stopped and drew his bowstring.

Tai Sui's expression suddenly changed at this moment.

Because this arrow was not aimed at him at all!

He rushed forward regardless of the damage, trying to stop the arrow from being shot.

But it was too late.

No one could stop Luohu from shooting this arrow.

Facing the sky, Luohu shot the last arrow of his life.

This arrow has no name and does not kill, because it does not bring death, but a message.

Who could have thought... the first of the ten evil men, the greatest man of all time, with mixed reputations, admirable and fearsome - such a man, before his life came to an end, he did not turn back to fight to the death, but chose to send an arrow letter.

Because he knew he couldn't kill Tai Sui.

Because he knew someone should complete his unfinished business.

So when Luohou closed his eyes, he did not feel unwilling or disappointed, but just a little tired and regretful.

He did everything he could, and Tai Sui's tricks to kill him were all in the Arrow Book.

And next...

"I'll leave it to you..."

Luo Hou said tiredly.

He closed his eyes.

A breeze flowed through the boundless wilderness.

The first of the Ten Evils, Rahu, died at the bottom of the abyss.

……

At the same time as Luohou's death was confirmed, the Taiyin Demon Realm experienced the biggest disturbance in its history. The excited howling coming from the depths of the Demon Realm spread throughout the sky and even to all parts of Daxia, as if announcing the fall of the Watcher.

One step closer to the demise of the era.

Chapter 916: Doomsday Bell Tolls, Killing is worse than Attacking the Heart

Infinite wilderness.

Tai Sui smashed the God-killing Stick to the ground. He looked at Luohou who was so close to him, but in the end he did not smash him to pieces with one blow of the stick.

"Why did you stop?" A figure made of starlight appeared beside and asked.

"He's already dead. There's no point in destroying his body. Besides, he and I don't have much hatred." Tai Sui sat down slowly, waiting for his injuries to recover. "Besides, his body is also useful. It can be used to deter others. What else is there to destroy it except to vent my anger?"

The Outer God incarnation said calmly: "Once Luo Hou dies, no one will be able to suppress the Taiyin Demon Realm. It's almost time... to enter the final step."

"You are really impatient." Tai Sui pressed his chest, watching the flesh and bones grow back. He said in a low voice, "But it's the same for me... I finally killed Luo Hou, and I can't let another Luo Hou appear."

"Are you talking about Bai Yujing?"

"Who else could it be?"

Tai Sui slowly turned his neck and said in a low voice: "Let's go, it's time to ring the Doomsday Bell!"

He raised his hand and dragged Luohou's body towards the transmission channel.

……

One hour later, Yumen Pass.

Amidst the yellow sand, an object flew from afar and hit the city gate, making a sound like the clashing of metal, which echoed endlessly.

The soldiers defending the city did not yet understand what was happening, and the Rock Army quickly gathered on the city walls, ready for battle.

The Daxia Panyan Army, with its strict military discipline, is the foundation of the country. It has been fighting with the shadow world for many years and is not lacking in murderous atmosphere.

However... when everyone saw clearly the object that had pierced the city gate, they all looked horrified.

It was neither a siege crossbow nor a huge stone, nor even a cannonball from the main gun, but a broken black longbow, a half-broken black bow.

Two thousand soldiers were guarding Yumen Pass, but they heard the crisp sound of footsteps coming from the yellow sand outside the pass. The sound was dry, hoarse and harsh, but it seemed like it was trampling on everyone's heart, making people break out in a cold sweat unconsciously.

"Who is coming?" the commander of Yumen Pass asked in a low voice, his voice penetrating through the curtain of yellow sand.

The next moment, another object flew out from the yellow sand. It was just an ordinary piece of stone rubble.

The guard immediately shouted: "Raise your shields!"

The military formation can gather energy, and the murderous energy and battle formation condensed by thousands of soldiers can even block the head-on charge of a mad beast herd.

But this time, a gap was easily made by the throw, just like a sharp knife piercing into tofu. Even the commander of Yumen Pass was hit directly and thrown out, and his life or death was unknown when he landed on the ground.

Then a stream of fire fell from the sky and knocked down the stone before it could penetrate Yumen Pass.

A shirtless muscular man walked out of the blazing flames, his muscles so perfect that they looked like they were carved by an ancient Greek artist.

One of the Martial Saints, Li Kui... Yan Wuji stared at the figures outside the pass, his spirit tense while ordering the soldiers to retreat back inside the pass.

Soon, only two parties were left confronting each other outside the pass. At the same time, the yellow sand formed a tornado in the momentum of the confrontation, leaving only a windless zone of about 100 meters in the middle.

Yan Wuji said in a low voice: "Who are you?"

"I am one of the incarnations of the Demon Ancestor, Tai Sui."

The visitor said calmly: "I came here today to inform you of two things."

"First, Luo Hou is dead. From now on, the Taiyin Demon Realm will begin to expand. I suggest you give up the meaningless resistance."

Yan Wuji narrowed his eyes when he heard this: "Empty words are not enough..."

Just as he finished speaking, something was dragged out from the yellow sand, thrown out, and landed in front of Yan Wuji's feet.

It was a corpse.

Although he had no body temperature and looked very disheveled, it was impossible to tell who he was.

However, Yan Wuji recognized who it was at a glance.

All the canonized saints know what Luohou looks like, and when in Zhonghu, everyone will be asked to remember this face.

At this moment, Yan Wuji was so shocked and horrified that it was beyond words. Ever since he became a Martial Saint, there were very few things in the world that could terrify him.

Is Luohou dead?

really dead?

He bent down, wanting to test the authenticity of the corpse, but he refrained from moving. Instead, he stared at the other person, alert to his every move.

The death of Luohou means the annihilation of the Black Evil Archers' army, and also means that no one will be able to suppress the Taiyin Demon Realm anymore.

What’s more important is that the Tai Sui in front of him can even kill Luohou, so he must be the strongest person in this world.

"Don't be nervous, I won't kill you yet." Tai Sui grabbed a handful of yellow sand and said, "To me, your life or death is not that important. Now that Luo Hou is dead, it can't be said that destroying you is easy, but it can be said that it is a snap of the fingers."

He said calmly: "However, even ants try to survive, so I can at least give you a chance to leave your last words."

"As long as you hand over Bai Yujing, I can promise to let you live for another three years!"

"Three years is enough time for you to enjoy the last part of your wonderful life."

Yan Wuji didn't answer.

There was just a strong burst of heat all over his body, and the meridians beneath his skin and flesh burst out with a blazing bright red color, like a flowing river of magma.

The fighting spirit and murderous intent made the temperature of the yellow sand battlefield outside the pass soar again, becoming even more dull and hot.

"I just asked you to take this body and these words back..."

Tai Sui glanced at Yan Wuji, then loosened his hand, and yellow sand scattered between his fingers.

"Forget it. Killing you is the same as letting your men take the two bodies and these words back."

"Today, I will kill a Martial Saint and let you realize... who is the real ruler!"

Yan Wuji raised his arms and left a proud word.

"If you want to kill my great Xia Tianjiao, I, Yan Wuji, will be the first one to disagree!"

Outside Yumen Pass, the battle lasted for more than a hundred rounds.

intermittent.

On that day, the canonized saint fell and hundreds of miles of people wept blood.

Yumen Pass fell into the shadow, and three thousand soldiers died together, with only one messenger returning with the body.

……

Before the news of Luohou's death reached the capital, Bai Yu had already learned about it.

The riot in the Taiyin Demon Realm could not escape the perception of the canonization level.

At that time, Bai Yu already knew that Luohou was probably in great danger.

And soon... the arrival of several other people further proved this point.

The people who came to look for him were none other than the familiar Dijiexing, Feilianxing and several other archers.

The first thing Dijiexing said when he saw Baiyu was: "Luo Hou has fallen."

Bai Yu patted Dijiexing's shoulder and said nothing.

In fact, when Luohou left a few days ago, Bai Yu had already guessed this result.