Who dares to say I'm a villain

Chapter 147 Bending the Bow
Xia Fan's eyes are full of small stars, is this the legendary water escape?Good cow...huh?

A rope jumped out from nowhere, turned into a golden light and hit the phantom directly.

"Brother don't!"

There was an exclamation, and then the phantom turned from virtual to real with a gloomy expression, and fell to the ground with a bang, its hands and feet were tied to death by golden ropes, and it kept wriggling.

Xia Fan slowly opened his eyes and looked around.

I couldn't help but jerk suddenly, and was completely awakened.

I just fell asleep, why did my painting style suddenly change like this?
Who are these people surrounded by three circles inside and outside his bed?
That white-haired old man with a big beard stared at him like copper bells?

Moving his eyes slightly, his eyes suddenly lit up.

What a heroic girl, with picturesque eyebrows and long hair draped over her shoulders, just like a person in a painting.

Hey, wait a minute, something seems wrong?
armor?

Coupled with the bright red spear in her hand, she looks like an ancient female general.

"woke up?"

The old man with the bronze bell stared at Xia Jian, his voice burst like thunder, and Xia Jian's ears were buzzing from the shock.

"Where is this?" Xia Jian asked with a bit of inquiry, shaking his painfully swollen head.

But at the moment when the voice just fell, there was a sudden dizziness in his mind, and many memories emerged in his heart.

I am Xia Jian, the second son of the patriarch of the Poor Tribe?
Have you crossed yet? ! ! ?
With the gradual recovery of memory, Xia Jian finally remembered that he had indeed time traveled, to a tribe of barbaric humans called You Qiong, and became the second son of the leader of this tribe.

The leader's second son?

A series of memory fragments reappeared in Xia Jian's mind again, and scenes of scenes surged in his heart.

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Here, unlike the earth in Xia Jian's previous life, it is full of disasters, boundless terror, wild and disorderly.

Countless races and countless ferocious existences are developing wantonly in this world, and the human race is one of the weakest races in this world.

There is even a special title - blood food.

There are many human tribes, but almost all human tribes are under the domination of other races, raised in captivity, enslaved, and survived without human rights.

Xia Jian's poor tribe, because of its remote location and lack of aura, has become a relatively powerful existence among these human tribes.

To the east of the Youqiong tribe is the territory of the great demon Xiangliu of the demon tribe, to the north is the territory of the great witch Zhu Rong of the witch tribe, and to the west is a desert sea of ​​ghosts and demons. The fierce demonic energy has blocked the world.

And in the south, there is even more terror and boundless, there is a huge well named Well Emperor!

In this well, it is said that a dragon lived in it for a long time, and gradually cultivated its consciousness. According to the records of the Dazong tribe, the Tianwa tribe that lived in the well 300 years ago was destroyed by the well emperor.

How did the Sky Frog Clan offend Emperor Jing?

In fact, Emperor Jing has been in a deep sleep, and the extermination of the Skyfrog clan was because Jinghuang slept for too long and was thirsty and took a mouthful of divine water, drowning the entire Skyfrog clan in the divine water.

The corners of Xia Jian's mouth twitched slightly. These memories are really indescribable. What kind of world is this? Suddenly, his mouth was dry.

As the master of all spirits, human beings are the unique intelligent race on the earth. How did they become so weak when they came to this place?

And the well emperor, can a well be cultivated into a fine man?Cultivate to become fine, so how can you still be thirsty, and drown the entire Sky Frog clan? Is the Sky Frog so weak?Could it be that Jinghuang drank magma?

"Now that you're awake, do you still want to pretend to be confused?"

Xia Jian was being suspicious of his life by the memories in his mind, when a pleasant voice came, interrupting his thoughts, Xia Jian followed the reputation, and it was the woman in the green armor.

At the same time, more memories flooded my mind again.

This woman is Feng Lingyuan, the top combat power of the Youqiong Tribe.

Feng Lingyuan is a living legend in the Youqiong Tribe. It has only been 20 years since she was born, and her cultivation level is already at the top level of the Youqiong Tribe. More importantly, she is still the number one warrior of the Youqiong Tribe.

No one dared to say a word of dissatisfaction. The two tribes of liches came to the tribes to plunder repeatedly. It was Feng Lingyuan who led the poor tribe to fight back again and again, controlling the casualties within an acceptable range.

If it hadn't been for the terrible thunder disaster last month, they would be poor now. In terms of combat power, although they couldn't compete with the Xiangliu demon tribe and the Zhurong witch tribe, they could still protect themselves.

From a certain point of view, these are all because of this female God of War.

Moreover, she is the youngest Earth Immortal strongman of the Poor Tribe.

Become an Earth Immortal at the age of 20!

This kind of talent is extremely top-notch in the entire human race.

But at this moment, this legendary general, with his red spear chilling coldly, was staring at Xia Jian coldly.

Xia Jian is a little unclear about the current situation, but he has an extraordinary heart and has calmed down. After secretly speculating about the current situation, he said:

"I'm fine, elders, generals"

"Since the prince is fine, let's continue the interrogation just now."

Xia Jian's heart sank, and the memory in his mind hadn't been fully recalled. An elder spoke, which shocked him inexplicably.

"Your Highness, the poor tribes can no longer stand up to your troubles, and hand over the seal of the gods early.

The situation of the Poor tribe is dangerous, and the two tribes of the Lich are staring at each other. If this continues, sooner or later everyone will be killed by you."

Xia Jian's expression changed slightly, but he didn't speak.

Seeing that Xia Jian was silent, an elder looked sad and said in a painful voice:
"As the son of the patriarch of the poor tribe, it was okay to not do a proper job in the past, but now I am poor and have encountered an unprovoked thunder disaster. The two clans of liches are staring at each other. At this time, you have committed such a crime!"

Xia Jian's eyes slowly looked at the elders in the room and these generals, most of their eyes were full of grief and indignation, what Xia Jian did should be something that made them extremely distressed.

"What the hell happened?"

Xia Jian's thoughts changed sharply. Although he didn't know what happened, he knew from his previous life experience that it would never be wrong to admit love at this time.

Suddenly a bit of sadness appeared on his face, his tone was sad and helpless, Qi Ran said:
"Everyone, when something like this happened, I am also extremely sad. I have washed my face with tears and blamed myself."

"You committed a heinous crime and killed the only Golden Immortal in the clan, and you dare to mention it now?" The elder suddenly became furious, furious, and shouted out of control.

Xia Jianxin skipped half a beat, what the hell?What did you do?Kill Jinxian?Just by yourself?

He thought he heard it wrong, so he hurriedly said:
"Killed the golden immortal in the clan?"

The elder immediately burst into tears, with a sad expression:
"Thinking that I have struggled to survive for so many years, the patriarch, as the only golden fairy in the tribe, ran around for the sake of the poor, just to keep the inheritance of the poor from ending here, so that the human race of my poor tribe will no longer be affected by the lich. The bullying and massacre of other races.

I didn't expect that in the end, I didn't die fighting Lich and other races on the battlefield, but died like this, Prince Xia Jian, you are really a disaster of poverty! "

The elder who spoke out burst into tears, and the elders and generals behind him were also inexplicably sad at this moment, and they looked at Xia Jian with resentment in their eyes.

Xia Jian's heart was shocked, and the memories in his mind finally merged completely at this moment.

A large number of memories erupted from the bottom of my heart and flooded into my mind.

It turned out that before January, countless thunderbolts suddenly fell from the nine heavens. The dark purple thunderbolts enveloped the entire poor tribe, and it seemed that the entire poor tribe would be completely wiped out by the thunderstorm at this moment.

Patriarch Xia Mang, the only golden immortal in the clan, burned his body and soul, and intercepted most of the thunder in mid-air with all his strength. In the end, he was seriously injured and dying, and only one true spirit remained.

And the Great Xia Zhanjun, the backbone of the poor tribe, was also torn into pieces by the thunder in this battle of protection, almost completely annihilated.

The power of thunder shrouded it for half a month, and finally dissipated slowly on the 16th, returning to its original appearance.

But at this moment, a new crisis came one after another, and Xiangliu's demon tribe took advantage of the serious damage to the Youqiong tribe's vitality, and unexpectedly attacked Youqiong at this juncture.

Without the Great Xia Zhanjun, the poor tribe would not be able to stop the bloodthirsty and crazy Xiangliu monster tribe. If the monster tribe completely poured into the tribe, then the poor human tribe would only become slaves and eat blood.

In order to be able to avoid this catastrophe, Xia Mang, the patriarch of only one true spirit, sent an envoy to seek peace from Xiangliu's demon tribe.

But unexpectedly, this time Xiangliu's demon tribe directly beheaded all the envoys, and their determination to destroy Youqiong was unshakable.

As a last resort, the patriarch had no choice but to set his sights on Zhu Rong's witch tribe.

Zhurong Wubu sent envoys to Youqiong, and after humiliating Youqiong's tribe in every possible way, he put forward conditions.

Let Youqiong offer three thousand young girls and countless treasures to the Zhu Rong Wu Department, among them, he named them by name and asked Xia Wang's queen to send them in person, so that he agreed to deal with the Xiangliu Monster Department.

The patriarch Xia Mang refused such a condition without even thinking about it. No matter how much wealth there is, it doesn't matter, but three thousand girls, they are living human races, how can they be treated like goods as a condition for living poorly.

But he only has one true spirit left, even if he is a golden immortal, he has no power to return to heaven.

In the end, they could only reduce the number of tribute girls to five hundred by threatening that there was still a trump card that could destroy the Golden Immortal.

The patriarch Xia Mang disagreed, and when he was about to die, the queen came forward and knelt on the ground to beg for death, seeking a life for the poor tribe.

And at the moment when the entire tribe was negotiating with the Zhu Rong Wu Department.

Suddenly there was a news that the patriarch's second son, Xia Jian, used some means to take away the patriarch's trump card.

And at the same time, beheaded the envoy from the Zhurong Wu tribe in the Youqiong tribe.

The patriarch, Xia Mang, had already hanged his life with that trump card.

When the trump card was used, the venerable Golden Immortal Spirit also dissipated in an instant.

"So, you are blaming me for my father's death?"

But from the perspective of Wuxiang Sword.

The eighth layer of body training can shoot two arrows at most, and I'm afraid it has reached its limit.

"Little bastard, push the big formation to the extreme!"

Ye Xiaofan confessed, jumped out of the cave.

The young man who came down from the endless mountain outside.

Suddenly, his face changed suddenly.

Stretching out his hand to hold the bow, squatting slightly, he completed the standard archer's movements in just a moment.

But at this moment, a thick fog rose from around him.

The white mist quickly filled all the space around him.

The young man had regained his composure in the mist.

Quickly ran towards the edge of the white mist.

The enemy took advantage of this and put him in an extremely passive position.

"Shh!"

There was a sound of air friction next to my ear.

Without thinking about it, he plucked his fingers on the strings.

A crystal silk thread quickly cut through the white mist like a sword thread, and headed towards the source of the sound.

"boom!"

After a loud roar, countless gravels rolled down.

He knew that the blow just now hadn't worked.

He quickly changed his body shape and released his mental power.

An induction circle was formed within three feet around him.

No matter who it is, once it enters within three feet of itself, it can be sensed.

On the other side, Ye Xiaofan's face was slightly ugly.

The opponent's attack method was not as unbearable as he imagined.

The Sun Moon Bow can't only be used with paulownia arrows.

Under the simple empty string, it can still explode with powerful power.

The blow just now was not weaker than ordinary sword moves.

"If you have the ability to come out and confront it head-on, what kind of ability is hiding in the dark!"

There is no threat, but there is no way to break it easily.

Ye Xiaofan sneered,
If it wasn't for the divine bow, I would have gone out and tore him up long ago, so there is no need to be so careful.

However, such consumption is obviously not the answer.

Under the condition that Wuxiang Sword cannot be exposed, his only attack method is close combat.

Logically speaking, what archers are most afraid of is getting close.

But Ye Xiaofan sensed a warning sign from the opponent.

I always feel that if I approach hastily, something bad will happen.

So he has been surrounded by the white mist, looking at each other.

"The bull demon treads on the ground!"

Ye Xiaofan slapped his paw on the ground.

The control moves in the Great Bull Demon Fist, the Dacheng level can make the earth shake and turn in a radius of a hundred miles.

Now he has not reached that level.

Ye Xiaofan seized the opportunity, jumped forward, and slapped the opponent with his paw.

"boom!"

The tiger's claws successfully landed on the young man's body, making a loud roar.

But Ye Xiaofan's expression suddenly changed at this moment.

A viscous, muddy swamp-like feeling came from the hand.

The clothes on the young man's body also changed in an instant.

The grey-black hideous and terrifying armor raised exaggeratedly like the back of an earth dragon.

It's just that the material is like a cotton ball, elastic and soft.

Quickly remove the force of Ye Xiaofan's tiger claws, and produce a continuous pulling force.

The hind paws were on the ground and kicked violently.

Ye Xiaofan stopped trying to retreat.

His tiger body jumped directly over the young man's head.

Between the tiger's claws and the armor, long threads stretched out.

The other tiger claw swung down neatly, cutting it off completely.

(End of this chapter)