Chapter 1224

In an instant, he drew back his hand and looked at his hand. His eyes were full of shock. At this time, his palm was covered with blood holes of the size of needle eyes. It's seeping out towards the outside.

At the same time, the martial saint can feel that there is a burning energy in his body at the position of his wound, as if he wants to burn his muscles and blood.

The martial Saint snorted coldly, his body was covered with black light, and then his body was suddenly a burst of red smoke from his body's pores.

At this time, the standard long knife on his short stick also flew up and flew towards the virtual shadow of an ant soldier separated from Lin yaoyang's body. It's like a dagger, holding it in one hand.

The martial Saint frowned. In front of a younger generation, he was so shriveled that he felt that his face was not bright. If she saw it, he would think that he was not doing well. Even a Martial Arts Junior could not clean it up. He would feel better when he went back.

But when this guy raised his head to look in the direction of Lin yaoyang.

A familiar breath flew towards him. Looking up, it was a golden black arrow.

After Lin yaoyang shot an arrow, he pulled out another arrow and began to put it on the long bow.

Lin yaoyang can see that since his long bow can cause trouble to the martial saint, he doesn't have to have a close fight with him. It's not good for him.

Now I just have to drag the martial saint with Qiu Chuji. After cleaning up the affairs there, he will come back to help them.

At this time, the martial saint's face was also with a trace of anger, and he obviously understood what Lin yaoyang meant. He bombed a Jinwu arrow that had been flying towards him with one blow. He let out a dull hum. There was a trace of flush on his face, and he was ready to move towards Lin yaoyang's position. However, he had not yet taken a step forward, but he had shot an arrow again Come on.

Lin yaoyang showed a defiant look on the face of the martial saint. He was just a little tired, but the martial saint was seriously injured now.

Lin yaoyang is still a little dissatisfied. He doesn't feel satisfied with one arrow. After shooting an arrow, he directly drew out three golden black arrows and put them on the long bow, ready to shoot directly at one time.

At this time, the martial saint was not unable to grasp Lin yaoyang. Instead, he was stopped by Lin yaoyang's evil bow which he did not know where to get.

He has never seen a friar of that level of Wuji who can delay the strong one of wusheng level by magic weapon.

He tried to suppress Lin yaoyang by coercion, but he could not do it at all.

Lin yaoyang's towering momentum is not weaker than him in the slightest. If not for his strength, Lin yaoyang's momentum, in fact, would be more powerful than the martial saint in spirit.

At this time, the master of martial arts also completely put aside his contemptuous mind, thinking that since Lord xiatiya had taken a fancy to Lin yaoyang, it was reasonable.

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