Chapter 37

Hearing Xiao Tian's voice, the people of the river and lake on the wall of Xiangyang City can't help but be stunned.

The one who led the army to attack Xiangyang City this time was the king of Falun, the Mongolian national master. Almost all the people in the river and lake knew about it.

But they didn't expect Xiao Tian to be so direct and merciless. In front of the army under his command, he directly sent people out to die!

Arrogant!

How arrogant!

"This boy is more crazy than you are," said a tall old man in white at the corner of Xiangyang City wall.

"Don't talk about me, you old poison," said an old man with a clear appearance, a tall and thin figure, xiaoshuxuan, zhanran like a God, dressed in a straight suit of green clothes, wearing a blue square scarf, and a pair of scholar of letters appearance: "but this boy is a little too big."

"Xiao Xiaoyou has stepped into the innate realm. Even if you can't defeat the Mongolian army, it's not difficult for him to retreat. After all, Xiaoyou's Kung Fu of the Xiaoyao school has always been famous for its flexibility. Xiao Xiaoyou is determined to leave, so I'm afraid no one can keep him!"

The speaker's clothes were patched up with patches, but they were washed clean. He had a bamboo stick in his hand and a big gourd with vermilion paint on his back.

These three people are the famous dongxie Xidu and Beigu!

While the three people were talking, there was also a movement in the Mongolian camp.

Countless Mongolian soldiers poured out from the camp, armed with weapons, big bows with ox horns were pulled open, and the arrows were shining with cold light.

"Boy, you are arrogant A Mongolian general came out of the camp and looked at Xiao Tian who was suspended in the air and said with a sneer: "if you want to see the national master, it depends on whether you have this ability!"

"Shoot the arrow!"

The Mongolian general's expression a Su, the deep voice shouts an order way.

Innumerable feather arrows shoot at the sky, covering the sky and blocking the sun, just like a cloud cover shining with cold light.

"Born master?" The Mongolian general sneered and said: "even if you are a natural master, how about your internal power? Ben would like to see how many waves of arrows you can catch

This Mongolian general's insight is also not weak. Seeing Xiao Tian's idleness in the air, where does he not know that he is a master of innate realm?

But even if it's a natural master?

At the beginning, Wang Chongyang, who was also a gifted expert, could not but walk into the ancient tomb to escape from the world?!

"Hum!" Xiao Tian disdains to snort coldly and wave it casually. It seems that there is an invisible barrier in front of him. All the feather arrows stay in front of him three inches, and can't enter!

"How can it be?" In the eyes of the Mongolian general, there was a look of horror, "let go! Shoot the arrow

Xiao Tian is not too surprised that he can avoid or block the feather arrow, but with a cold hum, he can make numerous feather arrows stop in front of him and not enter. Let alone this method, he has never heard of it!

There are countless feather arrows flying in the sky, covering Xiao Tian!

"Hiss - I haven't seen you for a while. The boy's strength has improved again!" Ouyang Feng, who watched the battle at the head of Xiangyang City, took a breath of cold air and said in horror.

When he was in Huashan half a year ago, Xiao Tian showed his innate cultivation, but he could only condense Qi and become vigorous. He couldn't even spend time in the air, let alone this method now!

"Go!" Xiao Tian waved his sleeve, and the countless feather arrows in front of him flew back at a faster speed!

What is different from before is that this time the arrow has attached a layer of faint Ying white breath. The arrow feather tears the air and makes a shrill whistling sound.

"Whew, whew..."

The feather arrow attached with the true Qi of Beiming defeated the following wave of arrow feathers and roared down towards the bottom!