The weak six-eyed Heavenly Armor Beast could not escape at this time, and his shell was torn open countless holes by Zuo Zhicheng. He could see that he opened his mouth, as if he had opened the inner world and absorbed some of the arrow rain. However, at least thousands of people present had bows and arrows. This was just a drop in the bucket. Under the cover of the arrow rain, he made waves of wailing, and finally he fell to the ground.

It took almost a minute before the arrow rain ended. The six-eyed Heavenly Armored Beast was completely lying on the ground and motionless. Zuo Zhicheng was also crawling on the ground like a hedgehog, with arrows falling on the black robe.

Prince Vato rushed to the first place, riding a horse and laughing at the six-eyed sky-armored beast: "Hahahaha, I am the first one, I caught this ancient beast first."

But before he could finish laughing, a hand had already penetrated his heart and lifted him into the air. The horse he was sitting down was still running ahead without any awareness.

Vatto lowered his head and looked at his arm that was pierced from his chest, looking disbelief: "How...How is it possible..."

Zuo Zhicheng's arm shook, and Vatto's body had already spread out in all directions. He shook his body gently, and then shook the arrows and blood on his body.

No matter how powerful an ordinary martial arts master is, he is still flesh and blood before practicing the emptiness, and he cannot instantly cross a distance of more than 100 meters. As long as he is shrouded in the rain of arrows, he will basically die.

But Zuo Zhicheng was different. The gods and demons made the more powerful plastic he created, and also pushed the golden body of Yanmo to an unprecedented level. Those arrows could not really break his muscles.

However, when he saw the six-eyed Heavenly Armored Beast that had been shot into a hedgehog, he raised his eyebrows heavily. Fortunately, the six-eyed Heavenly Armored Beast had a thick skin and a huge body. Although the damage was great, it did not harm the life span. But even so, this incident still made Zuo Zhicheng angry.

He grabbed an arrow shot with one hand. With a wave of his hand, a knight fell off his horse.

Zuo Zhicheng looked at the direction of Wang Chanjun, his mouth slightly raised, revealing a trace of bloodthirsty: "Looking for death." His eyes seemed to see through countless seas of people and space, and directly shot onto the eldest prince.

The eldest prince felt a trembling all over his body. He actually shivered and his face pale, as if he had just emerged from the ice cave.

At this moment, a feeling that even thousands of troops could not stop the other party and could not defend him enveloped his heart.

The next moment, the terrifying explosion sound had already shaken everyone's ears. Zuo Zhicheng raised his palm, and white light flashed through his palm, and the violent high temperature pierced the air. It triggered a surge of airflow waves, just like shock waves shot out from his palm.

The place where the white light hit was immediately exploded. The high temperature directly burned some people into coke or even directly vaporized, while more people were shattered by the violent explosion, blew off their heads, arms, and thighs.

Zuo Zhicheng walked step by step towards the direction of the eldest prince. One after another, Tianhao Taiguang Divine Thunder Fire released from his palm, and the earth-shaking explosion directly exploded and these Hantes were scattered.

The horses were frightened all of a sudden. They immediately became a mess, and countless people died under the trampling of thousands of horses.

The eldest prince looked at this scene with red eyes, because the cavalry were lined up in a dense queue, and every explosion could kill dozens or hundreds of people. He almost felt blood in his heart: "Kill him, kill him. Kill him!"

With his huge roar, three totem warriors rushed over first, and some other soldiers who jumped off the horses also drew out their battle swords and rushed towards Zuo Zhicheng.

They gritted their teeth and had a ferocious expression. The murderous aura soared into the sky, and they obviously regarded Zuo Zhicheng as their most hated mortal enemy.

However, the people other than that fled in panic and did not have the courage to resist Zuo Zhicheng, who was like a ghost.

You should know that there were 2,000 Hante cavalry fighting the Quites, and about 3,000 people were pressing around. However, Zuo Zhicheng's series of bombings killed hundreds of people, and even scared two or three thousand people to escape. Only more than a thousand remaining bravest and elite soldiers rushed towards Zuo Zhicheng.

After all, this kind of bomber-like attack is so terrifying and scary in the eyes of these grassland barbarians, just like the first time an ancient man saw a cannon.

The eldest prince also picked up a giant bow beside him. The giant bow was more than two meters high, and his whole body was made of fine iron. The bowstrings were even wrapped around the beast tendons of the ancient beast. Even ordinary human-like warriors may not be able to pull them open.

But now the eldest prince took an arrow and shouted loudly, pulling the giant bow into a full moon, aiming it at Zuo Zhicheng.

With a loud buzzing sound, the arrow appeared in front of Zuo Zhicheng like a teleportation, but he directly stretched out one hand and kept it tightly in his hand. He could even see the arrow vibrating continuously, like a living thing.

"How is that possible! The arrow I shot with the sun-shooting bow could penetrate even a foot-thick iron frame. He could actually catch it with his bare hands? How is it possible? He is still a human?"

Seeing this scene, the eldest prince felt like a bucket of ice water poured on his head, making him feel cold from head to toe.

He could even see Zuo Zhicheng sneering, then cut off the arrow and faced the three totem warriors rushing towards him.

I saw that the wolf's five fingers surged and roared, like steel bars and iron bones. When it passed through the air, it even tore the weeds on the ground from the air.

The flying eagle flashed continuously, with a series of whistling sounds, and its right leg kicked from behind to Zuo Zhicheng's back like a whirlwind.

The last angry lion roared wildly, and when his fists hit Zuo Zhicheng head, the sound waves condensed, like a beam of transparent air ripples, hitting Zuo Zhicheng's head.

When the three of them saw Zuo Zhicheng exerting the Tianhao Taiguang Divine Thunder Fire, they already knew that the other party was a powerful Taoist priest of the Great Qi. They did not fail to meet Taoist priests on the battlefield. All four legions were canonized Taoist priests. It was these canonized Taoist priests that truly opened up the gap between the Great Qi army and the natives.

So they used all their strength to use their violent forces, and the three violent forces squeezed and collided with each other, as if they wanted to crush Zuo Zhicheng's space into powder.

The next moment, an unexpected scene appeared. The wild wolf grabbed Zuo Zhicheng's chest with one claw, the flying eagle hit the vest with one foot, and the angry lion punched Zuo Zhicheng's body with one punch.

"How is that possible?"

"Is it really a hit?"

"The three of us hit the target at the same time. Even if the pure steel is broken, this Taoist is dead!"

Similar thoughts appeared in the hearts of the three of them, but almost as this thought came out of their minds, a wave of unstoppable feeling was like a mountain torrent, and the recoil force of the river tilted backwards directly shocked the three of them to look up to the sky and spit out a large mouthful of blood and retreated backwards.

Then Zuo Zhicheng grabbed the void and the three-meter-long divine light sword turned around his body 360 degrees. The three totem warriors were cut off in half like pieces of paper, falling to the ground, making a shocking scream.
Chapter completed!