A feather arrow broke through the air and made a sound, pointing directly at Yun Ting.

The toad that ate the phoenix and others turned their heads, and Meng Shenji's dagger had already turned in his palms. He was about to stumble, but he took it back. The other three men sat down again, talking and laughing, and continued to drink.

Yun Ting also turned his head, his eyes falling on the feather arrow in front of him. The cold light of the arrow flashed in his pupils, as if it could hurt his eyes. He smiled, and a palm in front of him firmly grasped the arrow rod. The feathers of his tail trembled, but the pruned feather arrow could no longer move forward.

"Okay." Yun Ting exclaimed, as if he was admiring the archer's archery skills, and as if he was admiring his irreparable stupidity.

He saw a flame burning in front of Zhang Liao's eyes, and the arrows in his palm were broken into two pieces after a moment.

"Just s!"

"Really s!"

Another series of arrows flew over, one branch after another, and there were as many as five or six branches! It was connected into a straight line in the sky, but now the target was Zhang Liao!

The arrow that S Xiang Yunting just now was just a disguise. The real target of this archer was actually Zhang Liao!

"Interesting. Hahaha..." Zhang Liao laughed in anger, his fist turned into a palm, and he slapped the wine glass on the table. The small wine glass flew out like that, flew out of the door of the wine shop, hung on the street, and met the straight pearl arrow.

When the wine glass flew out, Zhang Liao also moved. Even Yun Ting only saw a trace, and the hair on his cheeks was stirred by the wind, and he did not stop for a long time.

"Swish." With a slight sound of porcelain breaking, the small wine glass that flew out hit the iron arrow of the feather arrow, and several cracks broke out along the cup.

"Dingdang". The first feather arrow was blocked and fell to the ground weakly.

The wine glass continued to fly, flying bravely straight forward.

"Dangling, Dangling." A feather arrow fell and fell weakly to the ground. The third, fourth, fifth, and until the last sixth, the wine glass finally broke into countless pieces and fulfilled its mission.

"Ah!" The pedestrians on the street finally realized what happened, screaming and hid in the surrounding shops. Only the players were still standing on the long street. They looked surprised and knew that they could react. When they looked up their heads, they saw a running figure on the continuous houses on the long street.

"Da da da da da." The tiles were trampled, and the sound of shattering came one after another. Some roofs were even trampled into a small pit. The broken tiles on them fell into the house, but they had no effect on the figure holding a brocade bow in his hand. His steps were very fast, almost until his front foot was stepped on. As soon as he lifted his back foot, the tiles behind him were completely sunk, and he almost stepped on them in vain!

He is always a little faster than when the tiles fell, which is equivalent to dancing on the tip of a knife. As long as there is a slight mistake, he will be doomed.

You know, he is not alone. On the long street below, there is also a black-armored general who is also running, Zhang Liao! One of the five good generals of the Wei State in history, a famous general who once defeated the Wu army in Xiaoyaojin!

Zhang Liao was also running. Even though he was a rider, his running speed was no slower than a good horse galloping. He did not slow down his speed. Even if there were so many players on the street watching curiously, it could not be a factor that hindered him. The speed was raised and raised again and again!

All the players, and the people who were hiding outside the shop or hiding under the stalls, saw a black light and shadow constantly moving. Like flowing water, no matter how dense the land could penetrate, even if there were hundreds of people in front of them. Like the strong wind, there was no place that he could not penetrate.

"Wow! What the hell is this? Is it a human or a wind?" A player shouted loudly with a ghost expression. Just now, a gust of wind hung beside him. He could be said to be messy in the wind and didn't see anything, but his hairstyle was messy.

The player on the other side covered his mouth, looking at the black lightning that looked away, and finally said, "This is a Bolt like the Three Kingdoms!"

You ran and chased me, and the figure on the house, accompanied by tiles, was gradually caught up by Zhang Liao. The distance between them became closer and closer, until in the end, there was only three shops left.

"Damn it." The archer cursed secretly. He had already guessed Zhang Liao's strength very well, but until now, he suddenly realized that it was still too much worse!

But, how could this be his reason for giving up.

A broken opening appeared in front of him, a small alley, and the house opposite was two or three meters away. However, he jumped up without stopping at all, twisted his body in the air, and pulled the brocade bow and bowstring in his hand tightly and headed towards the sky.

"Arrow rain!"

A roar flew into the sky with a roar. Suddenly, four rows of illusory archers appeared at the end of the long street, from virtual to real. The bowstrings in their hands were tightened in an instant, towards the sky, with a slant of 45 degrees, and the feather arrows on the string were stomped out.

"Swish swish swish!" The arrows in the sky penetrated the air, making a sound like raindrops, whistling down. It was like a pouring rain, covering the radius of Zhang Liao.

"Ice Arrow." The archer kept falling down, and when his body was tilted down, an arrow was placed on the bowstring and the pruning arrow rod was crystal clear and it seemed to be an arrow made of ice.

S came out and arrived in an instant.

Zhang Liao raised his head, stretched his left hand towards his waist, and grabbed a short halberd, which pointed straight at the ice arrow and shot down.

His body suddenly stiffened. From the tip of the short halberd, the ice arrow shattered inch by inch, and became a cloud of mist and spread. The entire short halberd was covered with frost, but it never stopped. It condensed into Zhang Liao's hands, fingers, palms, arms, chest, to lower body and head. With just a few breaths, Zhang Liao stopped, taking a running posture, becoming a lifelike ice sculpture.

The rain of arrows in the sky fell at this moment, covering the human-shaped ice sculpture. With the sound of "boom", tiny pits appeared on the top land of the long street, and dust spread out, covering the sky and the sun, and Zhang Liao's figure disappeared in it.

"Die?" The archer stepped on the eaves from the roof, and the dust blocked his sight.

"No!" His face suddenly changed and he turned around and was about to leave.

"It's late." A cold voice sounded, like an invitation from hell.

A tornado that was straight forward and winding upward swept out of the dust. In the middle was Zhang Liao in black armor. His body was spotless and there was not even a wound.

"How...maybe?..." The archer, who had just stretched out his body and raised his feet, but never fell again, lowered his head and saw a bloody halberd tip that pierced from his back and poked out from his chest.

The blood on it flowed in his surprised eyes, dripping on his leather armor and then falling toward the roof tiles.
Chapter completed!