Bang bang bang!

Under the attack of many disciples of the Demon Slaying Alliance, Duanmu Sheng retreated in the air, looking in the direction of the Demon Heaven Pavilion with numb arms.

Not only him, but also the disciples of the Seven Great Sects also looked over.

Someone is putting cold arrows.

It's not as simple as shooting a cold arrow from afar!

It was so unpretentious, and the cold arrow glowing with a faint blue light directly pierced through the Danxin Sect Sect Leader Liu Rus.

I don't even have a chance to make a move!

How could they not be afraid!

A terrible sense of tension swept over the seven major factions.

Just when the seven major factions felt a headache, in the distance, a golden light, as thick as a tree, appeared.

The golden light is so dazzling that it's hard not to notice it.

Airplanes!

The speed was so fast that the sound changed.

"Shot!"

A strong archer, in addition to being good at hiding his position, must also be good at finding enemy archers.

Shooting easily reveals the position.

This sturdy arrow like a tree carried the hopes of almost everyone in the Seven Great Sects, flying from the westernmost jungle to the easternmost Demon Heaven Pavilion.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the arrow.

In front of the Demon Heaven Pavilion, the originally dark scene was instantly illuminated by this huge arrow.

They seemed to see an old man, standing in front of them with a breezy breeze.

Raising the old hand, it glowed with blue brilliance, as if he was wearing blue gloves.

"Grab the handprint!"

Rumble!

Like fireworks, the arrow was caught alive by the old man.

Soon, it dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Old Demon Ji?"

"It's the old devil!"

"He's actually releasing cold arrows!"

"Stand back!"

The seven-seater flew back.

All the disciples also retreated.

The farther away, the less powerful the arrow will be.

But it was this retreat that shook the morale of the army, and many of the disciples of the seven major factions were restless and rolled on the ground.

Some even trembled with fear and did not dare to move.

Many of the people who came to besiege were on the spot for a while, and when they really arrived on the battlefield, they found that the Demon Heaven Pavilion was so terrifying.

Just a few people can deter the seven major factions!

"Meet the Pavilion Master!"

"Meet Master!"

The voices of the people in the Demon Heaven Pavilion shook the sky.

Lu Zhou Fushu nodded, but his eyes fell on the jungle behind the Seven Great Sects in the distance, and he said, "Ji Yuanchang, hide, hide, when did you become so timid?"

This is clearly not what was said to the Seven Great Factions.

Of course they know the name.

This is the master that the marksmen are pursuing, and it is also the old marksman who is currently closest to the end of his life.

Ji Yuanchang, who has long since left the sect, taught many disciples in his early years...... Chen Zhu, the head of the three major marksmen in the divine capital, can only be his apprentice grandson.

As a marksman, how could Hua Yuexing not know the meaning of this name, he was taken aback and looked at the dark jungle in a daze.

"Senior Ji is a marksman, so naturally he won't come out. Ji Lao Mo, aren't you also hiding?" Feng Qinghe's voice sounded.

"Then I won't hide. ”

Lu Zhou stroked his beard while stepping into the air.

From the front of the Demon Heaven Pavilion, in the darkness, he slowly walked out.

One stop at a time.

The wind is light and the complexion is calm.

The green silk dyes the moonlight, and the white hair is like frost.

In this way, the image of Lu Zhou is almost the same as Ji Tiandao at the beginning of the crossing.

All the disciples of the Seven Great Sects took a deep breath and opened their eyes wide as they looked at the old demon Ji who was suspended in mid-air.

Even if you can't see his facial features, from his robe and white hair, as well as the attitude of the people in the Demon Heaven Pavilion, it is almost certain that this is the master of the Demon Heaven Pavilion.

That big devil who dominates the world!

Lu Zhou slightly calculated the extraordinary power of the Book of Heaven.

The first arrow hit the far side, and it actually took only one-fifth of the time. Jue Yuan is a dying man, and that arrow is purely a mending knife.

The second arrow Danxin Sect Sect Master Liu Ru is, this arrow used one-third of the extraordinary power of the Heavenly Book, Liu Ru is a strong enemy after all.

blocked Ji Yuanchang's all-out arrow with his bare hands, and used up a third.

That is, now, he has less than a third of his extraordinary power left.

So...... Lu Zhou chose to walk out.

In this way, you may be able to attract all the enemies in the vicinity.

Sure enough...... Hearing Lu Zhou's words, Ji Yuanchang couldn't hold back after all, hanging above the woods, and said loudly:

"Old devil, you kill my apprentice, and today I will kill you with my own hands. ”

Ji Yuanchang, who was also a powerful figure hundreds of years ago, raised the bow and arrow in his hand.

"Chen Zhu is from three pages of interracial ...... You're standing up for the aliens?"

"Nonsense, alien race or not, I have my own judgment. ”

Lu Zhou shook his head, he didn't pay attention to the seven major factions in front of him at all, he stepped forward step by step, and said indifferently: "I thought you were the master of the marksman, and you knew how to distinguish between right and wrong. It's a pity—"

The right hand flips up.

A miniature vortex appears.

The vitality surged, and the seven major factions sensed this obvious surge and retreated one after another.

"Withdraw!

The disciples of the Seven Great Sects were so frightened that they were urinating.

"No one is allowed to retreat! If this battle is not successful, it will be a benevolent! Those who retreat from the battle! There will be no mercy for killing!"

The voice was cathartic, and the disciples of the seven major sects were shocked on the spot.

Can they return?

Can't go back!

"This is the last chance before the deadline!

Feng Qinghe's majestic voice stabilized everyone's confidence.

Yes, this is the last chance before the deadline. It's already on this one, is there any way to retreat?

Meanwhile.

Lu Zhou's curved arm forward, the vortex was formed, and a palm was pushed out——

Dreadnought!

As far as the eye can see, all beings are fearless.

The golden light flashed and flew towards Ji Yuanchang quickly.

Ji Yuanchang shouted violently and pulled the arrow.

This scene is very similar to Chen Zhu who is trying his best to resist on the edge of the Tianjiang River......

The apprentice is like this, and the master is just like that.

When you are strong, you are strong, and when you meet God, you kill God!

Bang!

Several arrows hit the palm print, only making faint ripples, which could not stop the palm print from flying in the slightest.

The palm print crossed between the two chariots!

Zi –

Zizi –

The two chariots were imprinted by the dreadnought, and a third of them were scraped off alive.

Dozens of disciples who couldn't fly fell from the chariots.

Screams echoed through the sky.

The dreadnought seal swept past the flying chariot and continued to shoot towards Ji Yuanchang.

Ji Yuanchang noticed that something was wrong, and immediately flew into the distance, flying desperately.

The dreadnought mark seemed to have eyes, and at lightning speed, snapped-

slapped on Ji Yuanchang's body.

Ashes!

The audience was silent.

The disciples of the Seven Great Sects have lost their thinking and their breathing.

Feng Qinghe's confidence that he had managed to stabilize was shaken again.

This is the case.

Just ask if you're in a panic?!

This is a fatal blow card, and Lu Zhou is too lazy to calculate the cost!

Such a master who puts cold arrows behind his back, at any cost, will take it away with one move!

Luzhou continues to move forward!

Feng Qinghe's eyes were cold, but his heart was trembling, and his scalp was even more numb, so far, he had no choice but to bite the bullet, he could only order: "Dead man!

The many cultivators who guarded the Seven Flying Wheels surrounded them like flies.

"Master!"

"Pavilion Master!"

At the moment, the only ones left in the Demon Heaven Pavilion to retain their strength are Duanmusheng and Xiao Kite.

Leng Luo only had the strength to escape.

Seeing this scene, they wanted to rush up to block the wave.

Everyone was nervous, and their eyes were fixed on Lu Zhou in the sky.

He kicked a ripple.

Blue lotus is born under the feet, and blue light is born on the body.

The old man has been reading the world for a long time, and he has sent millions of demons.

What about the seven major factions, they all have to pay a heavy price today!

PS: The first three are nearly 10,000 words, and this one is still in debt. Ask for tickets.

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