Happy Life in Jiang Ye

A clear light spread around the drinker's body, and his fingers passed through the clear light, holding the boundless vitality of the world, crushing countless arrow-like temples and tiles, and reaching the top of the lion's head with extreme precision.

The Lioness was injured, wailed, and kept backing away.The green lion is spiritual and very loyal to Sangsang, so naturally it will not retreat because of fear.Then it must be Sangsang's order to retreat.

Sure enough, Sangsang flipped his wrist, and the abacus in his hand split instantly, and the abacus beads on it spread out and flew through the air, passing through the clear light, falling on the chest of the alcoholic, making a string of crashing sounds.

Sangsang is very weak now, but this abacus is also something she has carried on her body since she came out of the Buddha's chessboard, and it has long been nurtured by the weather on her body.The abacus on the abacus hit the alcoholic, causing heavy damage to the alcoholic.

Blood was flowing from the corner of the drinker's mouth, and Sangsang's attack turned out to be more serious than the damage caused by Ning Que and Xia Yu in the wasteland, in Tianqi Mountain.

Officially because of this, today, the alcoholic must kill Sangsang.For the alcoholic who is afraid of death, since he offended Sangsang today, and Sangsang is still able to kill his own people, he must kill her when Sangsang is weak to avoid future troubles.

The footsteps of the drunkard were like electricity and charm, and the movements on his hands remained unchanged, which he believed to be pointing towards Sangsang.

It’s hard to imagine the amount of heaven and earth vitality. Following the drunkard’s fingers, he launched a bombardment on Sangsang’s eyebrows. Yes, it was a bombardment, just as Senior Brother Houshan and Senior Brother Shi describe Pippi. Use the vitality of heaven and earth to smash.

This time the drunkard really made up his mind to kill Sangsang. For this purpose, he didn't even use the sword in the pot this time, and it was just such a powerful vitality bombardment.

Sangsang's face became extremely pale. If she had faced such a desperate attack before, she only had to look at it to deal with it, but now, she needs the help of others.

The drunkard's offensive skills are very powerful, and it is also very fast, almost before Ning Que can react, he has already caused damage to Sangsang.

Sangsang's eyes began to flow out of blood, looking very scary.If after a while, or in another instant, the alcoholic could really kill Sangsang.

Unfortunately, neither Ning Que nor Xia Yu would let him do what he wanted.

When Ning Que's arrow arrived, it would not be an ordinary arrow, but an iron arrow of his Yuan Thirteen Arrows.

Xia Yu's attack was also ready, but he didn't send it out, because he knew that the alcoholic would definitely avoid Ning Que's iron arrow from a distance.

The fact is also like this. The drunkard retreats, and he retreats and then retreats, until he retreats hundreds of miles before returning again.

The drunkard was still shot by an arrow, and Ning Que's iron arrow left a wound on his left shoulder. The blood continued to drip to the ground and mixed into the stagnant water on the ground.

The alcoholic looked at the wound and was silent.Then, he raised his head and looked at Ning Que, who was already standing next to Sangsang.

He knew that he had to calm down at this time, because there was still this person who threatened him that hadn't taken any action yet.

Previously in the wasteland, in the depths of Tianqi Mountain, outside the hut, Xia Yu’s attack skills were still in his mind. He knew that if he was hit by that attack, he would definitely die. .

Therefore, he needs to calm down and guard against Xia Yu's attack.

Even if he had just failed to kill Sangsang and was now entangled by Ning Que's troublesome iron arrow, he still had to calm down.

He reached out and dusted his right shoulder, as if dusted, and dusted the blood to the ground.

Ning Que's fifth arrow had already been shot.

Before the arrow left the string, the drinker had already sensed the movements of Ning Que's fingers.Therefore, for this arrow, he is prepared.

The feathers of the arrow's tail crossed the air, making a dull sound, which was very prominent on the quiet street at this time.

A clear arrow appeared on the street. At this time, because of the previous heavy rain and the battle, a lot of water vapor appeared in the air, making it difficult to see things around.

The drunkard untied the jug from his waist and put it to his mouth, taking a few sips, ignoring the spilled wine on his clothes.

He calmly looked at Ning Que and Sangsang, and then removed a pot sword from the pot one at a time.

The arrow hit, so he left, and then came back.

He looked at the quiver behind Ning Que and asked a very important question.

"How many iron arrows do you have?"

Xia Yu was also waiting for this question, waiting for Ning Que to shoot the last arrow. At that time, the alcoholic would not be vigilant for a short period of time. At that time, it was when he shot.

Ning Que didn't answer his question, his face covered with dirt and blood was calm and amazing.

This is not Chang'an City after all, and without the help of the Shocking Array, he can only rely on himself at this time.Therefore, he will not answer, because all his body and mind are fighting at this time.

The alcoholic didn't care whether Ning Que answered or not, because he knew the final answer, and Ning Que only had an iron arrow left.Of course, the most important thing was that he knew that Ning Que's arrow could not hit him.

Since the shot is missed, there is no need to care about it.

Ning Que continued to shoot arrows, ordinary feather arrows.

In the small town, there was a stern sound of feather arrows breaking through the air, and the sound of arrows was so dense, as if there was no cut-off point.

The feather arrow left the bowstring and shot at the alcoholic with terrifying speed, tearing the air, tearing through the night, countless arrow shadows, and even lighting up the dim town.

Ning Que's arrows are fast and many, but what about it, even his strongest Yuan thirteen arrows can't hit the alcoholic, let alone these ordinary arrows?

Xia Yu began to look at the drinker with all his attention. He was waiting for the drinker to avoid Ning Que's last Yuan Thirteen Arrows. At that time, he would shoot.

Ning Que is archery, the alcoholic is hiding, Sangsang is resting, and Xia Yu is waiting.

Therefore, the town became very quiet at this time.

The streets were full of iron arrows shot by Ning Que.In the broken eaves of the pawnshop, arrows were inserted diagonally; in the stone steps of Midian, arrows were inserted deeply; on the bluestone slab, feather arrows shot out cobweb-like cracks.

Ning Que maintained his bow posture, silently aiming at the alcoholic, without loosening the string, his arms trembled slightly because of the previous serial shooting.

In the quiver behind him, there were only a few ordinary feather arrows and one iron arrow.

The alcoholic smiled, happily

"If you have the ability, you will shoot me."

He started to laugh, he started to laugh like crazy, the laughter was full of mockery

"You shoot."

Ning Que didn't shoot again, because he was also waiting, waiting for the moment when the alcoholic couldn't go back and forth without distance.

He and Xia Yu were actually waiting for the same thing, but they were waiting for different attacks from different people.

Xia Yu was waiting for him, and he was waiting for a battle.

It was an array that was here a long time ago, an array that has never been used.

The alcoholic stood in front of the calligraphy and painting shop, the dim light in the shop, through the window paper, fell on his face, a little mottled, looking like the leaves that had not left the top in autumn, but had been soaked in autumn rain for several days.

And that block is in the painting shop.

So, obviously easy to see, the array was launched.

A powerful formation emerged from the mottled light and shadow on the face of the alcoholic.

The light and shadow come from the flowers on the window paper.