This sudden change caught Feiyun Treadon Snow off guard.

At this time, the Venerable Master's sleeve had already wrapped Feiyun Treading Snow's long sword, and it was too late for Feiyun Treading Snow to dodge.

At the same time, as soon as the Venerable Master's internal strength turned, a black palm phantom burst out from his free left hand, and it slapped at Feiyun Treadon Snow's chest.

【Mahamudra】

The Master's stunt, the power of the palm is strong and domineering, not to mention that it is also highly poisonous, the strength of the Master of Wisdom at this time is much higher than that of Feiyun Treading Snow, if this palm is strong, Feiyun Treading Snow will definitely be difficult to survive.

Wang Yuan was not far from Feiyun stepping on the snow, and obviously had no intention of coming to the rescue.

This is not because Wang Yuan doesn't want to make a move, but mainly because although Wang Yuan has changed into the appearance of Fengwu Jiutian, his martial arts are still authentic Shaolin exercises, so he won't be exposed as soon as he makes a move.

"Boss! Look to the right! ”

Feiyun Treading Snow Sword was entangled, and it was impossible to dodge it, and seeing that Feiyun Treading Snow was about to be slapped by the Master of Spiritual Wisdom, he suddenly heard a loud shout from behind him.

Wang Yuan heard the prestige, but when he saw that he was silent, he had already taken off the giant bow behind his back, grabbed the gong with his left hand, and took out a thick feather arrow from the quiver behind his waist with his right hand and hung it on the string.

"Squeak", the bow is like a full moon.

"Bang!"

There was a crackling bowstring sound, and the feathered arrows shot straight at the flying clouds with a silent roar.

Feiyun stepped on the snow and immediately turned his face to the right when he heard the sound.

"Brush!"

The taciturn feathered arrow flew past the face of the flying clouds and snow, and shot at the head of the spiritual master.

Although he was born in the Tang Sect, this guy's arm strength is extremely high, and the arrows he shoots in the distance are even difficult for Wang Yuan's arm strength to handle, let alone shoot arrows at such a close distance.

Rao is the Master of Wisdom is an enhanced version of the boss, and if he is hit by an arrow in the face, I am afraid he will not be able to stand it.

“！！！”

Sure enough, the Venerable Master looked up when he heard the sound and was shocked to see such a terrifying arrow coming, and immediately withdrew his palm power and slashed at the arrow.

"Smack!"

The arrow deflected slightly, brushed past the Venerable Master, and stuck deep into the pillar beside it.

"Buzz!"

The feathers of the tail of the arrow swayed, indicating the power of the arrow.

"It's kind of interesting!"

Looking at the arrows on the pillar, Wang Yuan squinted his eyes and sighed in his heart.

Before this, Wang Yuan had also seen the strength of the taciturn and knew that this kid's strength was extraordinary, but at this time, he was still shocked to see the taciturn shot.

No wonder people often say that there are no waste wood sects, only waste wood players.

The Tang Sect belongs to a remote sect, due to the characteristics of the sect, its martial arts techniques are weaker than other sects, after all, your hands are so long, no matter how strong the exercises are, it is unbalanced for other sects.

Therefore, as one of the nine major sects, the Tang Sect is not as strong as the Five Poisons, and the Tang Family Fort is also nicknamed the Broken Leg Fort and the Waste Fort by players.

But the taciturn shot, but it is so amazing, can play the bow and arrow like this, the taciturn this person is obviously not comparable to the average master, seeing that he is still playing games to make money at a great age, it is obviously forced by life, if he is twenty years younger, these two can play professional games.

Silent and silent forced the Master of Wisdom to retreat with an arrow, Mo Bai also used light skills to fly up, and the big sword in his hand fell, and he completely cut off the sleeve robe of the Master of Wisdom wrapped in the long sword of Feiyun Treading Snow, and Feiyun Treading Snow finally took back the long sword.

"How dare you damage the Buddha's robe!"

His clothes were torn off, and the Master of Wisdom was furious and stomped his feet.

"Boom!"

The ground shook slightly, and a true qi spread out under the Venerable Master's feet, shaking Mo Bai's body to a standstill, and the Venerable Master Ling Zhi rose up and slapped Mo Bai with a palm.

"Poof!"

But as soon as the Master of Lingzhi raised his palm, suddenly his back was cold, and then the air was distorted, and a dark blue figure appeared behind the Master of Lingzhi.

"Huh?"

stabbed down, and a question mark appeared on Yuxi's head in the hard box.

The attack power of the Five Poison Sect is not a strong point, poison and Gu are the advantages, the dagger of the hard box Yuxi is quenched with poison, and the Venerable Master of Lingzhi should have been poisoned with a knife, but this great lama only suffered a little skin trauma, meow, the bonus of strength, and the poison resistance was also improved.

"Behind the scenes, the people of the Central Plains are really not heroic!" The Master of Lingzhi smiled contemptuously, and where the monk's robe was agitated, he bounced the hard box Yuxi out, and immediately raised his palm again to attack Mo Bai.

Fortunately, the five poison faction players are not weak, otherwise this time the internal strength will rebound, and the hard box Yuxi will be enough to withstand it.

"Damn, the whole family is killed in the region!" When Wang Yuan heard this, he gave the Venerable Master Lingzhi a fierce middle finger.

The Five Poisons Sect is the Southern Wilderness Sect, what is the matter in the Central Plains, this great lama is black at every turn, and his quality is really low.

Although the dagger of the hard box Yuxi did not hurt the Lingzhi Master, it was not without effect, and the Lingzhi Master's stabbing shook slightly, giving Mo Bai time to react.

Mo Bai, who was relieved, made a big knife in his hand and blocked it in front of him.

“Duang！”

With a clear sound, the Master of Lingzhi slapped his palm on the body of the ink white knife.

Mo Bai and Feiyun Treading Snow were knocked back by the force of this palm by seven or eight steps.

"Hiss!"

A trace of white smoke drifted by, and Mo Bai looked down, only to see that the heavy blade of the sword had been slapped with a black handprint by the Master of Spiritual Wisdom.

Having the upper hand, the Venerable Master of Wisdom did not give up, and jumped into the snow and pounced only on Mo Bai and Feiyun Treading Snow.

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, the taciturn expression was indifferent, and he opened his bow and arrows.

Another feathered arrow flew head-on at the Venerable Master.

"Good shot!"

Seeing this, Wang Yuan couldn't help but cheer.

In martial arts games, neither the player nor the NPC can fly, and it is difficult to move when you are in the air.

Silent has not fired the first arrow since it was fired, but the timing of the second arrow is extremely accurate.

There is no absolute career positioning in "Great Martial Immortals", any school can be controlled and output, but players always habitually divide their professions according to Western fantasy games.

The role of ranged professions in martial arts games is basically to control the field.

Ordinary ranged sects, such as the Five Poisons and Tang Sects, are mostly in the rear, harassing the target with continuous attacks and interrupting the boss's moves.

The reciturn is the exception, this guy has very few shots, although he has only shot two arrows so far, but each arrow has played the most crucial role.

Calm and calm, and get into the soul! This guy is such a master.

The feather arrow flew, and the Master of Wisdom hurriedly made a thousand pounds of effort, landed on the ground, and gave him a taciturn glance viciously.

With a sweep behind his back, he took out a copper cymbal, waved it and threw it away.

“？？”

Taciturn was slightly stunned when he saw this, and immediately raised the wooden bow in his hand to block.

However, only to hear the sound of "click", the silent weapon was cut off in response, and the direction of the copper cymbal was slightly off, and it flew over grazing the silent neck, erasing a bloody mark on the silent neck.

"Goodo......"

Taciturn swallowed his saliva, and cold sweat ran down his cheeks.