"Poof, poof, poof......"

It was full of arrows into the flesh and blood splattering. His promise that if he lied, he would die from ten thousand arrows piercing his heart, became a reality.

It's just that the result was a little more tragic than he said. His chest, thighs, arms, and even his forehead were full of arrows. Completely turned into a hedgehog. When he fell to the ground, there were arrows in front and back, and he held his dead body in place. It turned into an eerie pose.

And at this time, all those shattered hanging arrows were gone. Murong Feixue and Long Ming both put away their enchantments.

They looked at Xi Shaoyang, who was on the ground, staring blankly. was killed by someone sent by his uncle in this way, but he was a little wronged. But if he doesn't die, he won't die, he has to see the wind and make the rudder, and the bias is biased that the wind makes the rudder not at home. It's not pleasing to both sides. Perhaps he was the first Tianfeng Academy disciple to die wearing the Golden Hero Medal......

"Hahaha...... What a good death! Huahua clapped her hands and shouted, with a smile on her face.

"Whew...... That's right! You deserve it! The little white tiger didn't have the slightest sympathy, raised his head and roared loudly to the sky, and the joyful appearance was about to set off firecrackers to celebrate. If that Xi Shaoyang could have knowledge, he would probably jump up in anger.

Right now, seeing so many arrows, just letting one person die, Elder Gu couldn't help but be surprised. Before, he thought that these people would die directly in this ten thousand arrows. But he didn't expect that instead of annihilating them all, the arrows made many hanging arrows disappear. If he hadn't had the intention to look at it before, he might have been able to know what had happened to Lu Dao. It's just that right now, I didn't see the process at all, and I found that the hanging arrows had all disappeared.

"Impossible! What kind of evil ways are you using? Elder Gu walked up to Long Ming, Murong Feixue, Hua Hua, and Little White Tiger.

He could feel that among these people, except for Murong Feixue and Long Ming, that Huahua's strength could not be described at all. And although that little white tiger has the strength of the second stage of the divine beast, it is also a tiger after all, only four claws, and it is impossible to grow three heads and six arms to defend against the ten thousand arrows.

"Hahaha...... You are really lonely and unheard, don't you know that as long as you are the strength of the ninth rank of the Xuan-level Golden Realm, you can shatter all the hanging arrows? Murong Feixue glanced faintly at the self-righteous Elder Gu.

Although he has the fifth stage of the Xuan-level Golden Realm, he doesn't know the higher-level abilities of the Dao. It's a bit of a sitting-in-the-sky situation. However, if it weren't for the fact that he had already been in the Supreme Realm in his previous life, he wouldn't have known this special ability. Come to think of it, I know almost all the benefits of cultivation, is it also a kind of unpredictable prophet?

Murong Feixue here was still holding the Xuanbing Gai Luo Long and was distracted, and Long Ming over there had already been stared at by Elder Gu. His eyes widened and his face was full of horror. Looking at Long Ming, who was still smiling lightly, his eyes almost fell out.

After a long time, the corners of his mouth twitched and he argued: "Impossible! It's absolutely impossible! How could you be the ninth rank of the Xuanjie Golden Realm? The old man has been cultivating for more than 50 years, and only then does he have the fifth stage of the Xuanjie Golden Realm, you ......"

"Hahaha...... You frog at the bottom of the well, don't you know that there is a rumored man who is the first person to cultivate on the Purple Cloud Continent? ”