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At the moment when the flames touched his body, he directly stepped forward with two thick legs, and escaped five or sixty meters like a teleportation, which was the only way to escape the disaster.

Even so, the clothes on his body were scorched by the flames, revealing his ancient skin and an arm blackened by the fire.

Chen Yu was not polite, and his spiritual power was concentrated again, preparing for the second attack.

The leader also saw Chen Yu's movements, his expression changed, and he shouted at the surrounding Gaoshan people.

"Run, run (broken sound)...!"

Those Gaoshan people had already seen the terrifying power of the fan, so they didn't need him to shout at all. When Chen Yu put on the fan pose, all of them had already run away.

How could Chen Yu let this opportunity go, he put away the fan directly, and then turned his hands into claws, and the spiritual power in the claws surged, and suddenly grabbed the leader's neck.

puff...

With too much force, Chen Yu's claw directly pierced his aorta.

But the leader of the Gaoshan tribe didn't take it easy. Seeing that Chen Yu wanted to arrest him, he didn't say anything, and suddenly hit Chen Yu's chest with his right fist.

boom...

The aura of body protection was distorted by the shock, but Chen Yu finally restrained his weakness.

Then Chen Yu moved his left hand without saying a word, and stuck the body-fixing amulets on the leader of the Gaoshan tribe one by one, almost covering his face completely.

After doing all this, Chen Yu slowly released his right hand that was pinching his neck.

Almost as soon as he let go, a bloody arrow shot out from the leader's aorta.

Yes, it was shot.

Chen Yu sighed, and used his spiritual power to help him stop the bleeding. This guy is still useful to keep, and he can't be allowed to die so easily.

After doing all this, Chen Yu clamped down on the leader of the Gaoshan tribe, and then greeted Joan.

Although Joan's spiritual power was almost exhausted, it was not a problem to climb a hill of more than [-] meters.

After a few jumps, the two fell back into the shadow of the sun.

As soon as Qiong arrived in the shadow, without saying a word, she sat down on the ground and began to recover her spiritual power. She didn't even have time to take back the fan in Chen Yu's hand.

Chen Yu threw the leader of the Gaoshan tribe to the ground, and only then did he feel a stabbing pain in his kidneys.

Just now he waved the fan several times in a row, draining [-]% of his spiritual power.

It seems that this thing is similar to the crystal sword. Although it is powerful, it consumes too much spiritual power, so we should use it with caution in the future!

The Gaoshan people below saw that Chen Yu and the two had taken their leader away. They were originally fleeing but now they gathered at the foot of the mountain and roared angrily at Chen Yu, a bit like a donkey braying.

Chen Yu put away the fan and sat down cross-legged, trying to recover his spiritual power as soon as possible.

Because there is still a hard battle to be fought later, even if they have this mountain leader as a hostage, they must prepare for the worst. If the hostage doesn't work, they will have to fight their own way in the end.

About an hour later, Chen Yu opened his eyes. The speed of absorbing spiritual power on this high mountain was much faster than before. In this hour, his spiritual power recovered to [-]-[-]%.

And Qiong next to him also opened his eyes. His strength was originally inferior to that of Chen Yu, so he recovered faster than Chen Yu. Now he has recovered to full spiritual power, but his body is still a little weak .

About ten miles away, the dust was flying, and the sound of horseshoes rumbled.

There is still 10 minutes for a large wave of Gaoshan people to arrive on the battlefield.

Chen Yu looked up and squinted at the sun in the sky. Although the sun was already a little westward, it would take at least three or four hours before it completely set.

Under the threat of ultraviolet rays, they could not escape, so they could only shrink in the shadows and be beaten passively.

Soon, the sound of horseshoes approached slowly, the dust dispersed, and finally revealed the large army below.

Ma Mazaza, all of them were Gaoshan people riding horses. They only wore simple clothes on their bodies, and their bodies were covered with unknown mud.

Suddenly, Chen Yu's expression changed, and he looked behind the Gaoshan people.

A dozen or so horses were slowly approaching with five huge monsters.

Each of the huge monsters weighed more than several thousand catties, and in front of each big guy, there were five war horses with four hoofs flying around pulling the cart.

And behind, there are more than a dozen Gaoshan people pushing the cart behind.

Those five behemoths were obviously the crossbows that Chen Yu had seen once.

At this time, Lu Chuxue also started fighting in a spirit of excitement.

Carriage crossbows are similar to bed crossbows, except that one is mounted on a chariot and the other is mounted on a city wall or warship.

Compared with the bed crossbows of the sea royal family, the car slaves of these Gaoshan people are a bit rough, and they are not as big as the bed crossbows on the warships.

However, this thing is not a joke. The lower part is drawn by three giant bows, and the upper part is three feet long and as thick as an arm.

Even if a cultivator like Chen Yu was shot by this crossbow, it is estimated that the aura of body protection would have no effect at all, and his body would explode and die directly.

The barbarians have obviously never seen the crossbow before, but they are not stupid. When they saw the five big guys, they felt an inexplicable trembling feeling, and they reasoned based on the principle of bows and arrows, and instantly understood the horror of the five guys below. place.

Xiaohuan stood up from the shadow at this time, hugged Chen Yu's waist tightly, her face was full of horror.

Other barbarians began to look for shelters everywhere.

With the power of the bed crossbow, even the thousand-jin boulder would be exploded, so they had to find a bigger cover.

Chen Yu looked around, and there were barbarians and immortal cultivators bending over and bowing their heads everywhere.

At this time, Qingya was still sitting cross-legged, her eyes half-closed, she always had that faint feeling, as if the life and death of Chen Yu and the group had nothing to do with her.

Chapter 1540 The Bed Crossbow of the Gaoshan Clan

Chen Yu even wondered if she wanted to send herself to the Chiyang Desert, or did she have other goals?

A Gaoshan tribe who can speak the common language is already standing on top of the crossbow. Two Gaoshan tribesmen are twisting the bowstring, and another person is carrying the thick crossbow bolt into the launch slot.

As far as Chen Yu could see, the one standing on the crossbow was a beautiful woman with a curvaceous figure. Although there were a lot of colored mud on her face, it could be seen from her figure.

"Listen, the immortal cultivators above, all surrender. I can let you go. As for the barbarians, I don't accept your surrender."

The immortal cultivators looked at each other, and some of them even showed emotion on their faces.

But the barbarians were different, and Taihu was furious.

"You little girl below, don't let me catch you, otherwise, I'll take you back to the tribe and let the male clan members do it a hundred times a day."

The other savages also began to scold, how rude the content was, and even the ancestors of the Gaoshan people in the south were affected.