Gale Ling charged with the rest of his companions.

Hot blood filled his eyes, anger rushed to his head, and Gale Ling roared wildly, spitting hot air from every pore of his body.

How could this be? How could there be such a big loss? The information of the Ten Days Kingdom was very detailed, among Ji Hao's group, there were only two great witches, Yu Mu and Feng Xing, and it was only three or five years since they were promoted to great witches, and the companions brought by Great Wind Ling could easily kill them all.

As long as Ji Hao and his group who escorted the Wushan Department to open up new territories are killed, the 30,000 clansmen of the Wushan Department are the people who instructed Da Feng Ling to launch an attack to give Da Feng Ling the benefits by default.

30,000 Wushan tribesmen who are proficient in ore mining and casting, this is a huge wealth, Da Fengling has even secretly contacted the slave traders of the Yu tribe, and when his side succeeds, he will use a secret channel to sell these Wushan tribesmen.

But......

The great ancestral spirit is above, and all the free wind spirits in heaven and earth testify for Da Feng Ling, Feng Xing has fallen to the ground crookedly, and he was lucky to avoid Da Feng Ling's fatal arrow, which is his dog--luck.

Why did the dog jump over the wall after Fengxing fell, and actually killed one of Da Fengling's brothers directly?

The young man who was shot in the head with an arrow and didn't even have time to recover from the strong vitality of the Great Witch is the cousin of Dafeng Ling's relatives and the son of Dafeng Ling's uncle.

In Pusaka, Da Fengling's brother has even been selected into the Human King Emperor Shun's personal guard, commanding a team of 100 elite archers. This time, Da Fengling secretly took him out of Pusaka without permission to carry out the sniper mission assigned to them by the elders.

Instead of killing someone, someone killed him. Da Fengling couldn't imagine how he could explain to his own uncle, let alone how to deal with the inquiries that came from Emperor Shun and the relevant ministers.

His heart was like numbness, his arms that were originally as stable as a mountain trembled slightly, and Da Feng Ling pulled out his strong bow and shot waves of arrows frantically, and soon there were two pots of arrows hanging from his ribs, and three pots of arrows on his back. The two pots of arrows tied to the left and right calves had been shot empty.

With a shake of his body, he shattered the empty animal skin quiver, and with a slap of his palm, Gale Ling grabbed a pot full of arrows from the palm-sized animal skin bag around his waist, and poured out the raindrop-like arrows again.

The arrows rained down, with a little bit of coldness, and with a ghost-like sharp roar overwhelmingly towards the wind, covering the past towards Yumu, to Taisi and Shaoji. On the contrary, the Tieyan Elder who was standing in the middle of the camp and was waiting for him, no one cared about him. Da Feng Ling, they haven't taken the elders of the Wushan Department to heart yet.

Fifteen archers with top archery skills went crazy at the same time, and in just a flick of their fingers, they shot out thousands of arrows, and the dense arrows did not have any fancy ideas, but purely followed an almost straight trajectory, with the fastest speed, the greatest strength, and the most naked-naked killing intent to attack everyone.

Shaosi's face changed, and she took a deep breath. He took two steps forward and protected the fainting Taiji behind him.

In the face of such a rain of arrows. Shaosi didn't have the confidence to be able to protect Taiji Zhouquan at all, so she could only use her body to block arrows for her brother.

Feng Xing roared angrily, and he took a large number of afterimages to run back and forth, constantly shooting arrows one after another. The arrows fired by the wind collided with the arrows fired by the wind feathers, and the two arrows often made a loud explosion and then died together.

But after Fengxing shot the two hundred arrows he carried with him. The quiver he had prepared was empty.

The yelling wind roared, and the magic power in his body surged, quickly condensing into cyan light arrows on the bowstring. In the blink of an eye, another hundred light arrows were fired, and then Feng Xing completely exhausted the magic power in his body and sat on the ground in a daze. There is no longer the strength to pneumatic bullets.

However, the other party had a full fifteen archery masters, and Da Feng Ling alone shot more than five hundred arrows in a snap of his fingers. Stormy arrows roared, completely covering Yumu, Fengxing, Taisi, and Shaosi.

Yu Mu took a deep breath, and he cursed in a low voice: "Fatty, unlucky fat...... Is the fat man going to be a shield?"

Spreading his hands, Yu Mu took a hard breath.

With his mouth as the center, a huge air vortex suddenly appeared, accompanied by a terrible wind whistle, the dust around Yu Mu was flying, and the grass and trees within a radius of more than ten miles were uprooted, and the hurricane crushed the grass and trees, and they all thought about Yu Mu's big mouth flying.

The arrows that came from them also suddenly gave up Fengxing, Taisi and Shaosi, and they all shot towards Yumu like birds throwing into the forest.

Because of Yu Mu's active witchcraft traction, the speed of these arrows was more than doubled, each arrow was enough to penetrate the mountain, and the arrows rubbed against the air rapidly, and even burst out a large area of fire.

"I ...... Should the fat man block the arrows? You Dongyi bastards who can only play with birds!" Yu Mu was furious and didn't know where to take out his big iron pot, and the cauldron was buckled on top of his head, and he protected the door with both hands, allowing thousands of arrows to be densely pierced.

A layer of fine and dense runes appeared on the big iron pot, and the big iron pot used by Yu Mu to boil all kinds of strange delicacies was actually a very defensive witch weapon. Arrow after arrow smashed into the iron pot, and runes shattered one after another.

The three hundred arrows disappeared in an instant, and then all the lit runes of the iron pot disintegrated, and the arrows penetrated the thick iron pot and shot densely on Yu Mu's body.

The 'poof' sound of arrows piercing through the fat was endless, and a large amount of blood spurted out of Yu Mu's body. The two-foot-thick fat on Yu Mu's body fluctuated violently, and the flexible and powerful fat tried its best to offset the penetration of the arrows.

Yu Mu screamed in pain, screaming and screaming that large tears welled up in his small eyes, and this guy actually cried out in pain: "Woo...... You bunch of wolf-hearted and dog-lung miscellaneous people, sooner or later, uncle, I will go to your Eastern Wilderness to scatter a handful of plague, so that your bastards in the Gale Department will be cut off...... Woo, when I develop a voodoo that can destroy your clan, I will definitely be the first to use it on your heads!"

In the midst of the terrible cry, the wind and clouds moved around.

Thin clouds gathered from all sides, Yumu's tears turned into rolling water vapor and rushed into the sky, and the small river near the camp also had rich water vapor rising into the sky. Then a light rain fell on the head, but the rain was dark green.

The dark green rain with a faint fragrance of grass and trees gently sprinkled on Dafeng Ling and his companions.

Da Feng Ling was originally unimpressed, and was still roaring and charging forward, but suddenly his face changed, and his whole face turned a miserable green.

"Poison ...... Highly poisonous! Withdraw, withdraw!"

Gale Ling screamed heartbreakingly. (To be continued......)