"Roar!"

Gao Zhengyang's sudden arrival not only attracted the attention of the master of the Wind Division, but also made Baihu feel uneasy. It roared again.

The White Tiger is not as intelligent as humans, but has a strong intuition about danger.

Gao Zhengyang was still far away, and the white tiger felt the dangerous aura on his body.

Therefore, the white tiger once again urged the natal supernatural power to shake the mountain roar.

Powerful demon beasts can inherit the supernatural powers in their bloodlines. As the power grows, so does the awakened supernatural powers.

The roar of the white tiger's shaking mountain turned the powerful vitality into a roar, like a sound wave of substance, which can split the ground with stones, and the so-called Zhenshan is not an exaggeration at all.

The mountain-shaking roar that the white tiger let out before shook more than a dozen elite masters to death together.

A master like Feng Ming was caught off guard and was also hit. Only then was the white tiger seized the opportunity and was killed with one claw.

Most of the attention of Fengying and the others was on Gao Zhengyang, but they didn't expect the white tiger to suddenly attack.

However, they had only seen a mountain roar once, and they were all prepared.

In fact, from the preparation to the release of the Earthquake Mountain Roar, not only must it accumulate vitality, but the body of the white tiger will also expand significantly. The features are obvious.

Kazekage: They stepped back. At the same time, their ears were turned over and clasped tightly to the ear holes.

Martial artists who have entered the third order can control all parts of their bodies as they wish. It is not difficult for them to control their ears and buckle them back.

Although he was prepared, the first to bear the lead of the wind shadow still suffered a big loss.

Like a sound wave of substance, like a fierce and incomparable invisible hammer, it slammed down on him.

The protective leather armor immediately shattered into thousands of pieces, and the wind shadow was blown five or six feet away, his face was covered with flesh and blood, and he didn't know how many wounds had been blown up.

Even the long sword in his hand was blown away. The man lay in place with his eyes closed, already unconscious.

The tragic situation of the Wind Shadow also frightened the others. The White Tiger's roar was obviously several times more powerful than the previous roar.

Gao Zhengyang, who is a hundred steps away, can see the overall situation and see it most clearly because of the distance.

When the white tiger roared, the sound wave condensed into a transparent round projectile, which flew out.

It really feels like a cannon ejection. When the round projectile the size of a basin fires in the air, it even creates a ripple like a ripple.

Eventually, the round bullet landed on Kazekage's body and exploded with a bang.

Gao Zhengyang was a little sympathetic to the wind shadow. At such a close distance, and the sonic bullet was so fast, he might not be able to dodge it.

The white tiger was not in a daze, as soon as it struck a successful blow, it jumped over the head of the wind shadow and ran towards the depths of the mountain forest.

It didn't want to fight desperately, but to open the gap and escape.

Feng Xing and the others didn't dare to stop the white tiger, and the desperate demon beast was very terrifying.

Moreover, Gao Zhengyang was still watching from the sidelines, and Fengying was hit hard, in this case, the first thing they considered was self-preservation, how could they have the heart to care about the white tiger.

Feng Xing and the others all glared at Gao Zhengyang, if they hadn't been misled by Gao Zhengyang, they wouldn't have encountered the powerful White Tiger Demon Beast.

Not to mention that many people will die.

"A few people have worked hard. Gao Zhengyang greeted with a grin, and while firing his bow and arrows, he aimed at the unconscious wind shadow.

"Despicable villain!" Feng Tao saw that something was wrong, and hurriedly rushed to Feng Ying.

"Isn't it despicable if so many of you chase me?"

Gao Zhengyang didn't rush to shoot arrows, and said neatly: "Fighting is to do your best to knock down the other party." The so-called: soldiers are not tired of deceit. ”

Feng Zhen and Feng Xing wanted to pounce, but Gao Zhengyang stepped on Feng Yang's neck, "Don't move, otherwise, it won't be good to break his neck with one foot." ”

The two of them hurriedly stopped, Feng Yang was the son of the patriarch, and he couldn't just leave it alone.

Gao Zhengyang nodded, "Don't worry, come one by one." ”

Fengxing and the others are all tribal bigwigs, even if the patriarch sees it, he has to be polite.

Being ridiculed and teased by a teenage child made several people angry.

can throw a mouse bogey, and you can only endure it. Don't mention how aggrieved I am.

All three of them were blushing, and no one accosted them. They came to see what Gao Zhengyang wanted to do.

Without the White Tiger to contain him, the three of them are confident that no matter what tricks Gao Zhengyang plays, they can catch him.

Now, let him run rampant for a while. Several people can also take the opportunity to take a break.

Gao Zhengyang would give them time, and before he finished speaking, he shot an arrow at Fengxing.

To be precise, Gao Zhengyang is the wind shadow lying on the ground.

The arrows shot by the three-stone strong bow are not even careless for the third-order powerhouses.

The long knife of the storm slashed angrily, cutting off the arrows that came from it. This hand may seem simple, but it is extremely difficult.

It is necessary to concentrate, adjust the posture, combine the body, eyes and hands, and be the same inside and outside, in order to accurately hit the arrow.

Gao Zhengyang also nodded secretly, the other party does have the ability to be arrogant.

But that's just the beginning. Gao Zhengyang fired his bow again and shot another arrow at Fengxing.

In order to protect the wind shadow behind him, Feng Tao didn't dare to move, so he could only connect hard. If he is uncomfortable, he will vomit blood.

The second arrow was blocked, and the third arrow arrived.

The screaming of the arrows breaking through the air makes people's scalps tingle. Feng Tao slashed twice in a row, and his breathing was a little short.

I felt that Gao Zhengyang's arrow seemed to be two points faster. If he does this calmly, the situation will not be good.

"Kill him!" The wind on the side roared, and he raised his sword like Gao Zhengyang rushing over.

The distance of a hundred steps is not far for a third-order master. If you run with all your might, you can reach it in five breaths.

Fengxing also rushed towards Gao Zhengyang from the other side.

At this time, I can't care about the wind. Gao Zhengyang may have a divine weapon on his body, which is much more important than Feng Yang.

Originally, they also wanted to delay the time to see if they could find a chance to save Fengyang, but Gao Zhengyang's archery skills made them unbearable.

"You didn't pick it up, did you?"

Seeing Feng Zhen and them rushing over, Gao Zhengyang's expression remained unchanged, and he still had time to joke with Feng Yang.

Of course, Feng Yang couldn't laugh. He was lying on the ground and couldn't see the situation, but just listening to the slight vibration of the ground, he knew that Feng Zhen and they were doing their best to rush towards Gao Zhengyang.

Feng Yang is not angry, in this case, even if his father is here, he will not have any scruples because of him.

But after following Gao Zhengyang for so long, Feng Yang also has a little understanding of Gao Zhengyang's temperament.

Gao Zhengyang always laughs casually regardless of the occasion, which looks a little abnormal.

But he felt that these were his masks, used to hide his insidiousness, cunning, viciousness, and ferocity.

"They may be worse when the wind shakes!" Feng Yang had a bad premonition.

At this time, Gao Zhengyang's foot on his neck suddenly let go. Feng Yang shouted without thinking, "Be careful, be careful of him,"

didn't wait for the shouting to finish, Gao Zhengyang stepped on his neck again, blocking back the words behind Feng Yang.

Feng Xing and Feng Zhen were inexplicable, and they didn't know what Feng Yang's sudden warning was referring to, and the speed under their feet couldn't help but slow down a little.

"It worked well together. Gao Zhengyang praised, and he had already drawn a strong bow in his hand and shot towards Fengxing.

Fengxing is thin, wearing black leather armor, holding dual swords, and moving quickly and sensitively.

His speed was extremely fast, and he was already more than a dozen steps ahead of Feng Zhen on the other side.

Gao Zhengyang just pulled out the bow, and Fengxing was ready. He knew very well that the other party would inevitably deal with him first.

The first arrow roared, and the left sword was swept away, and the person dodged to the right at the same time.

The two swords of the popular are as thin as paper, and the blades are slender.

Although he fired a sharp arrow, the light blade of the sword was trembling with shock, and the left hand holding the sword was also a little numb.

"What a strong force!" Feng Xing secretly exclaimed.

The same three-stone strong bow is completely different from the power of shooting arrows when it is pulled apart for seven points and twelve points.

Gao Zhengyang tried his best to separate Fengxing and the others, so naturally he would not miss the opportunity.

The first arrow was nothing more than a test shot. Just looking at Fengxing's slightly trembling hand, Gao Zhengyang knew the depth of the other party.

Sure enough, he was light and thin with two swords, focusing on speed and change, and his strength was much worse.

"Collapse Collapse ......"

In the sound of the bowstring of the strong bow, Gao Zhengyang shot five arrows in a row.

Gao Zhengyang didn't have a fancy five-finger arrow, he just honestly took the arrow from the quiver, opened the bow, and shot.

It's just that his movements are smooth and fast, from taking arrows, to aiming and shooting, there is absolutely no lag.

In two breaths, five arrows have been fired in a row.

The Fengxing double sword is divided left and right, and it is a little unbearable to break three arrows in a row.

The main thing is that the speed of the arrow is too fast and the power is strong.

Only by concentrating on it will you be able to capture the trajectory of the arrow.

By the time of the fourth arrow, Feng Xing no longer dared to block it with his sword, and hurriedly flipped sideways to avoid it.

The fourth arrow grazed the ears of the wind and screeched.

The screaming sound pierced Fengxing's heart sank, and the blood seemed to have coagulated.

Before he could gain a foothold, the fifth scream arrived.

Feng Xing was shocked, and the opponent's archery skills were too terrible. In one breath, the three-stone strong bow can actually shoot five arrows in a row.

Without thinking, he tightened his abdomen and chest, and the person shrank into a ball in mid-air, while doing his best to stimulate the acupuncture points, swinging his double swords, and slashing with his consciousness.

Feng Xing's hands shook, and the staggered double swords really slashed at the arrow, and the arrow grid flew out.

He was happy and lucky.

Fengxing landed on one foot, and before he could catch his breath, the sharp roar of the arrow breaking came again.

He could only barely see a black shadow, and then swung his sword and slashed, but it was a step too slow.

The arrow slammed into his supporting leg, and the huge force band swept through his body.

"Woo Woo ......"

In the other two sharp roars, the arrows burst through the air, shooting into the lower abdomen and chest of Fengxing, respectively.

The arrow that went straight into the feather shook Feng Xing, completely lost control of his body, and the whole person fell to the ground on his side.

"Fourth!" Feng Zhen shouted angrily on the other side, but the distance was too far and he was powerless to help.

In a hurry, Feng Zhen threw the iron rod in his hand at Gao Zhengyang.

The iron rod spun, sweeping towards Gao Zhengyang like an iron wheel.

Gao Zhengyang didn't dodge, grabbed his hand, grabbed the middle of the iron rod steadily, and stuck it aside.

Gao Zhengyang smiled at Feng Zhen, and then calmly opened his bow and arrows again, aiming at Feng Xing who was lying on the ground.

"You dare!"

Feng Zhen's eyes cracked, and he roared angrily.

"Little beast, you dare!" Feng Tao behind him also shouted, but he was farther away, and there was nothing he could do about Gao Zhengyang.

Gao Zhengyang was unmoved, and let go of the round bowstring.

The wolf's tooth arrow drew a downward arc and pierced into Fengxing's forehead with precision.

Fengxing's body twitched, and then his hands and feet were weak, and there was no more sound.