Jinyiwei's Killing God System

Chapter 76 Yang Youji ([-])
Yan Long nodded and said, "I heard it."

Lu Gang was concerned about Yang Youji's safety, so he was about to run over there.

Yan Long grabbed him and said softly: "The situation of the enemy and us is unknown, are you going to die?"

After hearing this, Lu Gang said softly with shame: "I lost my head all of a sudden."

Yan Long said: "Let's approach quietly for a while and observe for a while."

The three of them took it easy and slowed down their pace, approaching the woods in the valley where the bowstring was ringing like civets.

After walking a long distance, the sound of bowstrings sounded again.

Yan Long stopped, because at this distance, he could already clearly sense how many people were in the woods and how strong they were.

There are three people in the woods, standing like horns.

Among them, two of them have the high level of martial arts in the Houtian Realm, Dzogchen, and one is in the middle level of the Houtian Realm.

There seemed to be a suffocating atmosphere in the forest.

Even the sunlight penetrating through the leaves looked dim and heavy.

The forest is silent, there are no insects or birds.It was so quiet that even the sound of ants crawling over the leaves could be heard.

At this time, a dead branch snapped off from the top of the tree, as if a person jumping off a cliff fell from the sky.

The dead branches slid across the other branches and leaves beside the trunk, making a series of crisp sounds that broke the silence.

Suddenly, the wind moved.

People also moved.

There was the sound of arrows in the wind.

"Hoo--" The sound of the cold front passing through the air was so sharp!
——It was so sharp that even the loud noise when it pierced through the tree trunk could not cover up its soul-stirring murderous aura!
A tree in the forest was directly shattered by an arrow.

Amidst the flying sawdust, a person jumped out from behind the tree like a cat scalded by boiling water!

He struggled, roared, and writhed, a black feather arrow was stuck in his forehead, blood mixed with white brains sprayed out like a spring.

Before the man fell down, a figure flashed behind a fir tree.

Seeing this, Yan Long thought to himself: "This person's movement skills are so fast! The level of internal strength has reached the high-level Dzogchen of the Houtian Realm!"

And what the figure quickly approached was a dense grass.

Seeing Wang Shuang, he said in a low voice, "Yang Youji!"

At this time, Yan Long said in a deep voice: "No, he's got an illusion."

"What?" Wang Shuang's eyes widened, but he couldn't see anything wrong at all.

Yan Long said softly: "You stay here, I'll go over and have a look." After that, he darted towards the grass near Yang Youji like a ghost.

The grass is still grass, some grass is green, some is yellow, some will move with the wind, and some are frozen there like stones.

But in the process of wind and grass, Yan Long felt a very faint shadow wandering out of the grass and moving behind a tree behind Yang Youji.

In the process of approaching, the bowstring in Yang Youji's hand flicked continuously, and the arrows in his quiver continued to shoot out, three arrows in a row, each with a powerful force.

Arrow arrives!

Like a meteor hitting the ground, the grass clippings in the grass mixed with the soil were blown up by the arrow wind.

However, there was nothing behind the grass!
Yang Youji was taken aback, the sense of crisis behind him was oppressive like a mountain.

He jumped up, in the air, his body turned around, and the moment he turned around, the bow in his hand had already shot four arrows, four arrows in a row, one arrow was faster than one arrow, like pulling out a bead plate, like fingers Twirling the pipa, these powerful arrows shot out, meeting the pressure behind.

"Zheng", "Zheng", "Zheng" and "Zheng" sounded four times in succession.It was the sharp sound of the arrows colliding with each other.

Yan Long could see clearly that the phantom archer behind Yang Youji shot four arrows behind him at the moment Yang Youji was distracted.

But although this shadow-like archer is top-notch in camouflage, deformation and concealment, he is not as good as Yang Youji in terms of archery attainments.

Originally, he had the opportunity to sneak attack from behind, and the chances of winning were great.However, the four arrows he shot were all shot down by the four arrows that arrived first from the base.

In this way, Yan Long was not in a hurry, he stopped suddenly when he was five feet away from the two of them.

Yang Youji didn't stop!
His hands are like pinching the strings on a pipa, and his fingers are flying like flying. The black iron bow in his hand is like the sound of iron-armored golden weapons, and the clanging sound of silk, iron and stone resounds continuously!
Ten feathered arrows are shot in a row, some arrows split into three arrows in the middle; some arrows merge into one arrow in the middle;
These feathered arrows all shot towards the nearly transparent shadow.

Under the dappled sunlight, the shadow suddenly brightened and spread, and Yang Youji's ten arrows covered the shadow like a net.

Shadows began to flash, and each point of light was an arrow.

These "light arrows" only shot down six of Yang Youji's arrows, and the other four were all submerged in the main body of the shadow.

The shadow screamed!

Then a person jumped out of the shadows like a painted skin.

This is an archer with a body like a snake. He is dressed in black and even covers his face with a black scarf. At this time, his eyes are shining with green light, staring at Yang Youji coldly.

His hands were bleeding, as was his chest, with an arrow stuck in each arm and chest.

Yang Youji seemed to hit four of his arrows, but in fact he only hit two.

At this time, there were only three feathered arrows left in Yang Youji's quiver.

So, he didn't move either.

Yang Youji looked at the snake-like archer with eyes that were as sharp as will-o'-the-wisps, and then he looked at Yan Long from the corner of his eyes.

He asked: "Who are you?"

Yan Long said leisurely: "My name is Long San, and I am the rudder master of Shitan Town in Changkong. The successor of Qian Yiqian's former rudder master."

When Yang Youji heard this, doubts flashed in his eyes and he said, "Master?! Why should I believe you?"

"Your good friend Lu Gang is over there, and he will come over later. However, I think the most important thing now is to capture the archer in front of you." Yan Long said.

The snake-like archer in black said in a gloomy voice: "You better catch me quickly, or it may be too late." After that, he pulled out the arrow on his chest with one hand, and the blood that flowed out was like green phosphorus .After the arrow was pulled out, a layer of fog seemed to form on the surface of his body.

He pulled out the arrow on his arm again, the blood gushed out like a spring, dripped on the ground, and there was a puff of green smoke.The smoke filled the air, instantly covering him, his figure flashed, he jumped out of the fog, and rushed towards Yang Youji.

He didn't use arrows.

It seemed that he was going to fight Yang Youji desperately.

Yang Yang set up an arrow with Ji Zhang's bow, and shot two arrows in succession, both of which hit the Jianjing point of the black-clothed archer.

Yang Youji didn't seem to want to kill the black-clothed archer.

At this time, Yan Long also moved suddenly, his speed was faster than the wind!

He directly slid towards a stone that was three or four feet away from Yang Youji and the black-clothed archer.

Then, he shot the transparent needle towards the stone!
(End of this chapter)