3773 An arrow from Chu Moli
Ye Atian said: "Go and kill all the 100,000 troops and the residents of this city! Leave these people to me to deal with."
Luoyu and others were shocked, and then they became furious: "Are you crazy? What does the grudge between us have to do with the ordinary people and soldiers in Xiaoyao City?"
Ye Atian said: "It doesn't matter. But this is the way the national master behaves."
His eyes were slightly dark, with a dark light shining in them.
The body also began to expand and grow at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Breaking Heaven Realm!"
Wei Mian took a deep breath, and the confidence in his eyes was destroyed almost instantly.
"Your strength after transforming into beasts has actually reached the Heaven-shattering realm!"
If they were at the peak of the Splitting Sea Realm, with Yun Ruohan and six people, plus a hundred thousand Xiaoyao troops, they might still be able to fight.
But the defending champion would never think of it.
It’s just that Ye Chengfeng’s four subordinates have all reached the [Breaking Heaven Realm].
A [Breaking Heaven Realm] can already kill a sect.
Now that there are four of them, how can Xiaoyao City be able to resist them?
Ye Ahuang stuck out his tongue and licked his sharp claws, and said with a sneer: "I advise you to arrest him immediately, so that you can die more happily."
After saying that, his figure suddenly disappeared from where he was.
Head straight towards the iron head not far away.
The figure was so fast that it almost caught up with Ling Yusheng.
How could Tietou react?
In the blink of an eye, he felt a pain in his chest, and something pierced his skin.
At this moment, Tietou felt that death was approaching him infinitely.
However, the pain stayed on his superficial skin and stopped.
The square was very quiet.
Only a gentle voice rang in everyone's ears.
"If I were you, I wouldn't grab this claw."
"After all, it would be too wasteful for a strong man in the Heaven-shattering realm to be buried with a small soldier, wouldn't it?"
Ye Ah Huang's body stiffened and he slowly came back to his senses.
He saw a black arrow in the void, firmly aimed at the center of his eyebrows.
Just now, his claws pierced Iron Tou's chest.
The black arrow will penetrate his head and kill him.
Ye Ahuang's face turned purple for a while. He reached out and touched the black arrow hanging in the air, but his face turned pale with fright and he hurriedly retracted it.
"Is this a [curse]? You...who are you?!"
Ye Ahuang's eyes fell firmly on Chu Moli.
That was obviously the most inconspicuous existence among the six members of Xiaoyao Sect.
Sitting in a wheelchair and unable to walk, he looks like a frail scholar.
At this time, his face was as white as gold paper, as if he would fall down if the wind blew.
But it was this man, holding a silver long bow in his hand, who shot something that looked like an arrow but was not an arrow, making Ye Ahuang feel a fatal threat.
Chu Moli withdrew his fully-stretched bow, and the black arrows suspended in front of Ye Ahuang dissipated like smoke.
He coughed lightly and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth without leaving a trace.
Ye Ahuang returned to Ye Atian with a wary face.
Ye Atian's expression was also a bit solemn, his eyes were fixed on Chu Moli for a long time, and then he chuckled and said: "Your Excellency, I'm afraid you'll be dead before you can even shoot four arrows, right?"
Chu Moli stopped coughing, looked at Ye Atian, and said with a smile: "You can try and see how many arrows I can shoot!"
Chapter completed!