"Give me the order to summon the most powerful archers near the city wall——"

Following an order from Commander Heng, some archers on the city wall who were recognized as having superb archery skills were recommended.

After a while.

Next to Commander Heng, there were seven or eight magic archers gathered. Those with low cultivation levels were at the fifth or sixth level, and those with high cultivation levels were at the seventh or eighth level.

These people are all well-known archers in Guangling County, and most of them are young and middle-aged.

But there is only one exception, one of the sharp archers is just a fourteen-year-old boy.

Zhao Feng held the "Golden Thread Bow" in his hand, standing in the crowd with a slight confusion and astonishment.

He was also recommended here by some archers in a daze, and he just understood what was going on.

"You just need to launch an archery attack to attract the 'Golden Eagle King' to the city tower..."

Commander Heng explained his plan.

The plan is very simple, use archery attacks to severely defeat the "Golden Eagle King", attract it to an ambush position, and let the nine-level experts join forces to kill it.

"I'm afraid..."

The seven or eight sharp archers in the crowd looked at each other, somewhat hesitantly and embarrassed.

"What! You can't even do this little thing?"

Commander Heng's face darkened and he sneered.

All the sharpshooters present had cold sweat on their foreheads.

"Returning to the commander, the Golden Eagle King is too fast. It shuttles through the air and is difficult to catch with the naked eye. Moreover, it also causes strong winds during its flight, and the arrows will deflect before they get close. Coupled with its terrifying defense, we

Even if the attack barely hits, it is no different from scratching an itch."

A middle-aged archer said helplessly.

The middle-aged archer who spoke had reached the seventh level of martial arts.

His words were echoed by several sharpshooters present.

Zhao Feng's left eye can see further and more clearly, and he also understands the difficulty.

First, the Golden Eagle King flies at an astonishing speed and carries strong winds, making it difficult to aim and even pinpoint vital points.

Secondly, the Golden Eagle King's defense is very formidable. It can resist the attack of an eighth-level warrior head-on without being injured.

What's more, the archers have to launch ultra-long-range attacks near the ground.

certainly.

And the scariest thing!

Just in case, just in case, the Golden Eagle King is really injured, the archer will lead it to the ambush area.

A strong person at the seventh or eighth level of ordinary martial arts can hardly resist the attack of the Golden Eagle King. It can be said that he has a narrow escape from death.

Therefore, weighing the above points, almost none of the sharpshooters present were unsure.

at this time.

"Ahh..."

The golden furious wind transformed by the Golden Eagle King swept past a certain location on the city wall, depriving more than a dozen lives.

Whoosh!

After killing more than a dozen people, the Golden Eagle King quickly turned around and headed towards the other side.

"Junior Brother Mo, be careful!"

Ye Lingyun, Yang Qingshan and others exclaimed.

This time, the target of the Golden Eagle King attack was none other than Beimo.

Bei Mo was fighting a top-level ferocious beast outside the city wall when he heard a strong wind coming from behind.

"The crane flies into the clouds!"

Bei Mo performed a mysterious lightening technique. His body was like a spiritual crane, "spreading its wings and flying" for dozens of meters in mid-air. His martial arts inner strength roared like the wind, and he borrowed power from the void several times in a row.

This is actually a holy martial art of lightening the body!

Chirp~

The Golden Eagle King roared loudly and struck Beimo in mid-air.

Canopy!

The Golden Pecking Eagle King's attack was blocked. Beimo's energy and blood surged, and he fell to the ground. He suffered some minor injuries, but escaped unharmed.

When the attack failed, the Golden Eagle King returned to the sky and swooped down again, looking for a new target.

Suddenly, it is the overlord of the sky on this battlefield, wreaking havoc.

"This little beast, if Junior Brother Beimo has something wrong with him..."

Ye Lingyun secretly broke into a cold sweat.

He returned to the original place and discussed countermeasures with the leader Hengtong.

Boom swish——

At this time, several of the most outstanding archers tried to launch a long-range attack on the Golden Eagle King.

Ding ding...

A few sharp arrows barely pierced the wings of the Golden Eagle King, causing a few sparks to fly.

Completely unable to break through the defense!

The few archers who took action looked a little embarrassed.

"Unless it hits the point, it's just too difficult."

Several archers shook their heads.

Ding ding ding…

Several arrows hit the Golden Eagle King one after another, but none of them broke its metal-like tough wings.

Failed again!

These sharp archers returned without success several times, leaving a bitter taste in their mouths.

Zhao Feng also pulled the "Golden Thread Bow" and tried to attack with a few arrows. The situation was similar. The arrow he shot was just close to the Golden Eagle King. Under the strong wind, it immediately deflected and was unable to break through the opponent's defense.

Chirp——

The Golden Eagle King suddenly swooped down, leading dozens of ferocious beasts to kill several nearby archers.

"Ahh..."

Several archers looked pale and tried their best to dodge, but two of them died on the spot.

Piaolingdu!

Zhao Feng took the first step to "anticipate", used the skill of lightening, danced the golden thread bow, and killed two low-level ferocious beasts with a "pop" sound, and knocked away a high-level golden eagle.

Compared to the panic of other archers, Zhao Feng behaved calmly.

Um?

At this time, Commander Heng noticed Zhao Feng and did not expect that this young archer had such mental strength.

"Junior Brother Zhao, are you also good at archery?"

Ye Lingyun also noticed that Zhao Feng had a strange look on his face.

"Well, maybe I can try."

Zhao Feng nodded in response, and in a flash, he came to Senior Brother Ye.

"Mr. Zhao, are you sure you can do it?"

Commander Heng looked solemn and frowned slightly.

If Zhao Feng was an average archer, he wouldn't mind giving it a try.

But now this young man is a disciple of Marquis Guangjun, and he is afraid of taking responsibility if something goes wrong.

"If we just draw it down, it won't be a big problem."

After Zhao Feng finished speaking, he slowly opened the golden thread bow and showed it with practical actions.

Phew~

He took a deep breath, and a faint green luster appeared on the surface of his eyeballs. The speed of the Golden Eagle King in his field of vision became extremely slow.

Whoosh!

Under the super visual interface, Zhao Feng could see the changes in Qi, blood, muscles and bones in the Golden Eagle King's body, and even predict the direction in which it might fly next.

He stood there, his left eye locked on the Golden Eagle King, and he did not fire an arrow for a moment.
To be continued...