Martial Arts Murdering Nine Heavens

In front of an ancient cave in Youyu's secret territory, three men surrounded a beautiful woman with silver hair.

This woman is Feng Qinger, her face covered with frost and cold, "I first discovered this cave, but now you want to seize it, I give it to you, why do you still have trouble with me?"

Opposite her, two of the three were martial arts peaks, and the arrogant breath of one of them radiated from time to time, apparently just breaking through the general.

The strong general in the head laughed and said, "Of course we are afraid that you will report the news after you leave. Although we are not afraid of anyone, but we are also afraid of trouble, so you are good to stay."

When the military general had finished speaking, the warrior on the side said, "In addition, the three of our brothers haven't been open for a long time, and you'll complete us, haha."

After talking, the three laughed at the same time, Feng Qinger was angry with the jade face and iron blue, she is no longer the little girl who was not acquainted with the world, and through contact with Ye Qingxuan and others these days, she heard this Several people's bad intentions.

"Are you going to war against our Tianwu Empire?" Feng Qing'er angered.

"What about the start of the war, one of you guys didn't know how to stand up, so that our masters could not come down to Taiwan. Brother Lu has already explained it. Whenever you meet the Tianwu, you can kill as long as you have a single order, don't worry about it." The general dismissed the road.

In fact, Mo Tianxiong only allowed Lu Yutong to find a way to get rid of Yu Yuhan. How could Lu Yutong be wrong?

Thinking that the master was embarrassed to express his thoughts, he gave birth to a flattering meaning, and asked the people below to "take care" of the people in Tianwu, and pat the master by the way.

However, he never expected that flattering would also require a price, and this price made them somewhat unbearable.

"Well, then, let's do it," said the long bow in his hands, and an arrow in his right hand pointed at the three.

"Since you don't know how to lift up, the brothers go together and catch the job." Then the commander pulled out the sword behind him and flung towards Feng Qing'er.

But he was surprised that Feng Qing'er didn't feel a little flustered, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. At this moment, he suddenly felt his body tight, and he was locked by an air of energy.

He was horrified and flashed to the side, but it was a step too late, an arrow passed through his scapula, and his entire arm was blown up.

As soon as a scream was made, Feng Qing'er's arrows had pierced his throat, all eyes flashed with confusion, he had just broken through the general, and had died before he had a big picture.

The two warriors were shocked and looked back. On a boulder in the distance, a handsome young man in a black robe was holding a long bow. Obviously he shot the first arrow.

At this time, the boy in the black robe looked at them coldly, as if looking at the two dead people, and the scalp tingled for a while.

Looking at each other suddenly, the two people fled in two opposite directions, and Ye Yang's mouth sneered suddenly.

Escaping in front of the two archers, what is the difference between death and death, bowed an arrow and shot at a figure.

The man rolled on the spot, and actually avoided Ye Yang's arrow, Ye Yang's second arrow shot again, but he was still avoided.

Ye Yang was so fierce that he could only sneak attack and shoot fixed targets? This is too shameful of the moon shadow.

As soon as the third arrow was released, an arrow came silently behind the martial artist, and passed through his chest with a scream.

Ye Yang turned around and saw Feng Qing'er holding her long bow, smiling at Ye Yang.

Another martial artist in the distance was already lying in the grass, motionless.

Ye Yang smiled bitterly. Compared with Feng Qing's, his archery was almost ten thousand miles away.

Feng Qing'er ran to Ye Yang, hugged Ye Yang, his face was full of excitement. "I was the first one to find the owner, great."

When there was no one, Feng Qinger still called Ye Yang's master, and Ye Yang could only confess his fate.

Ye Yang stroked Feng Qing'er's long silver hair gently, feeling a faint scent, and enviously said, "Qing'er Archery is really great, it really makes me feel ashamed."

"Hehe, the master wants to learn, Qinger can teach you, actually it is very easy to learn." Feng Qinger felt that it was very happy to teach Ye Yang.

"Really? But it's basically difficult for me to hit the target except for locking it with an air machine," Ye Yang said with shame.

Locking with a gas engine, the target is very accurate, but if you shoot a living person, it is easy to be sensed. Otherwise, you will not be attacked by the attack of a general's arrow.

"Air-locking is the most basic archery technique. We never use it. Qing'er teaches you how to shoot accurately." Feng Qing'er began to teach Ye Yangyu's peculiar archery, which benefited Ye Yang a lot.

The Yu people are **** archers. On the one hand, they are talented, and on the other hand, they have their own secret skills.

Today, Feng Qing'er taught Ye Yang the secret of life in her clan without reservation. Ye Yang was impressed.

In just half an hour, Ye Yang has benefited a lot. He no longer needs to lock with a gas bow to hit the target accurately. Feng Qinger clapped his hands happily.

Looking at the long bow in Feng Qinger's hands, Ye Yang moved in his heart and asked, "Qinger, what bows and arrows in your tribe are you?"

Feng Qing'er suddenly looked a little dark, and whispered, "When caught, I was thrown away by those bad guys."

"Throw it away? Such a baby they throw it away. Are they blind?" Ye Yang was startled and cursed.

"No, the weapons issued by our clan are based on individual talents to determine what kind of weapons to issue, so that the weapons should be powerful."

Feng Qinger fiddled with her own clothing corner unnaturally, and whispered, "Qing'er is talented, and the weapons passed down are just ordinary, not treasures."

"Master, Qinger's talent is very poor. Will the master stop using Qinger one day?" Feng Qinger's tears rolled around his eyes and looked at Ye Yang.

This child is really distressing, really terrible. Ye Yang hugs Feng Qinger gently and holds him in his arms. "No, we will always be together."

Softly comforted Feng Qinger, Ye Yang looked at Feng Qinger's long bow, and his heart moved "Qinger, although your bow and arrow are treasures, but they have not passed the inscription, they are still a rough embryo, their power is limited, I will help You inscription "

Ye Yang groaned and flipped the memory in his head. "I have two kinds of runes suitable for bows and arrows. Do you want to increase speed or destructive power?"

Feng Qing'er thought about it, "The bow and arrow are exquisite, and the destructive power is even noticed. It is also useless. It is better to increase the speed, so that the lethality will be stronger."

Ye Yang nodded, thinking Feng Qing'er was very reasonable, and his arrow was unexpected to have effect.

Take out a stone platform from the ring, prepare the materials, and start drawing.

Ye Yang found that after he was promoted to martial arts, the power of the soul became more solid, and he immediately rejoiced. Such a rune he drew would greatly increase his power.

After two failures, Ye Yang successfully drew the "broken sound" rune, which is a rune specially set for the crossbow, which can make the arrows shot by the crossbow greatly increase the speed. .

The "broken sound" in Ye Yang's hands is the current peak of Ye Yang. The usual "broken sound" will generally increase the speed by 10%.

Although it has not been tested, Ye Yang is certain that the effect of this rune will certainly reach more than 30%.

Looking at this rune with satisfaction, Ye Yang took the longbow over and began to inscribe for the longbow.

If Ye Yang draws inscriptions, there will be a certain failure rate, but the inscriptions are definitely 100%.

I tried it with my body for more than a month, but I was playing my life every day, and I couldn't fail at all.

It took only a short time for the incense stick, and the bow of the long bow lighted up, and the inscription was completed. Ye Yang gave it to Feng Qing'er and said, "Try it."

"En" Feng Qing'er also took the long bow with anticipation, and Yushou took an arrow gently and shot it at a boulder in the distance.

Feng Qinger's movements seemed extremely natural, as if it were a natural rhythm. From the action of fetching arrows, setting up arrows, bending bows, and archery, people couldn't bear to interrupt, as if that was an aesthetic picture, Ye Yang looked a little foolish.

"Ding"

Mars splattered, the arrows dipped into the stone, leaving only a half-foot-long tail trembling.

"Wow, that's great. It's almost half faster." Feng Qing'er jumped up in excitement.

Holding Ye Yang on his lips, kissed gently, Ye Yang suddenly felt a shock, as if a current passed along Feng Qinger's cherry lips to himself, half a blank in his mind.

Ye Yang reacted after a long while, and found that Feng Qing'er was playing the longbow with excitement.

A few more arrows were fired at the distance, and she was very happy. Now this "broken sound" had already excited her.

Secretly licked his lips, leaving Feng Qinger's scent on it, his heart beating, this simple child is really fateful.

"Oh, Qinger, who taught you this action just now?" Ye Yang coughed.

"Eh?" Feng Qing'er put away the longbow and said, "I was taught by Sister Qingxuan. When she is happy, she kisses me. Why doesn't the host like it?"

"Ah? It's a cousin?" Ye Yang was suddenly surprised, cousin would not be ...

"How come, I like it very much," Ye Yang hurriedly.

"Really, let Qing'er kiss the master again," Feng Qing'er said happily and was about to come.

Ye Yang was startled and hurriedly shook his hands. "No, no, no, I can't do the things I like often."

"Why," Feng Qinger said puzzledly.

"Because doing too much is bad for your health, your heart can't stand it," Ye Yang smiled bitterly.

Seeing Feng Qing'er still puzzled, he quickly turned away from the topic and pointed at the opening behind him. "This is most likely a heritage place, let's go in and try your luck."