Chapter 169 Broken Fist

"Oh!"

A sad hiss suddenly sounded, followed by a bloody rain, staining the blue sky with a trace of blood.

Even if this Xuanying tried to avoid it, it could not avoid the shield of the array of arrows. Seven long arrows and sharp arrows formed the momentum of the Big Dipper, as if it had some magical power and locked it firmly in a narrow area in the sky.

Seven long arrows shot into its body and penetrated deeply.

The eagle that originally soared in the sky became a pile of slaughtered meat like a pheasant on the barbecue grill.

Trying to flap its wings, the black eagle tried its best to fly and fly high again, but it couldn't do it at all. It fell down like a broken kite and fell to the ground.

Yun Pojun gasped heavily. This arrow method can be said to be the supreme method of the Yun family. It is not good enough to use it at all.

The ancestor of the Yun family was a general who fought on the battlefield. Relying on this arrow, he was almost invincible and finally flew over the disaster.

That is, by now, Yun Pojun can barely use it.

Before, he had found this black eagle in the desert, but on the one side, he could not deal with it, and on the other, the clouds in the desert were thick and he could not lock the target.

And now, when I saw that the snowy mountains were open and cloudless in the sky, I suddenly became exultated and bent my bow like a full moon and shot it down with an arrow.

When they saw this scene, the people on the field were stunned.

Even if they are all monks and have a strong immunity to strange things, this kind of naked killing intention, the powerful power of cold weapons in the traditional era at this time, still made several people's eyes wide open.

"It's blown up."

Tu Hao muttered, looking at Yun Pojun's eyes is like the most fanatical fan who has seen the star he has loved for a long time.

Su Han's eyes were also shocked.

Archery, which has become quite a useless existence in the fairyland. Legend has it that there is an immortal emperor named Hou Yi, who shot down nine suns and achieved a lifetime of hegemony.

But that was a long time ago. With the progress of civilization, all kinds of cultivation have sprung up, and archery has been completely eliminated by the torrent of history.

And Su Han didn't expect to see such a powerful archery on the Yunpo army.

It's a miracle.

With Su Han's eyesight, it can be faintly seen that this arrow, with seven stars, has some extremely mysterious charm, as if it contains the wisdom of the road.

With a thought, Su Han gently closed his eyes.

The body is shaking slightly, and a large spine is tense to the extreme, like a straightened bow string, making a banging sound.

This is the spiritual power inside the body, which drives the sound from the bone joint when it shakes.

At this time, although Su Han closed his eyes, his hand did not stop at all. One punch after another, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, with a unique charm.

He is like an archer adjusting his fist.

Seeing this scene, Yun Pojun was completely stunned, his face twitched a few times, and his eyes showed extreme disbelief.

"Is this... an epiphany?"

He had an indescribable feeling, as if he had been hit by a thunderbolt, and his mind was blank.

How is that possible?

What on earth does this boy do?

Where did he jump out of the evil?

Just after reading it, you can fall into a state of epiphany, and even there is a faint tendency to turn this arrow into a fist.

Hearing Yun Pojun's words, the few people closest to Su Han subconsciously distanced a little away from him.

Although several people do not have a perfect understanding of the theoretical system of cultivation, it can be seen that Su Han at this time is in a relatively mysterious state, which is of great benefit to his cultivation.

"Silt, don't disturb anyone." Manman said very decisively and couldn't take his eyes off Su Han, like the most loyal guard.

Yun Pojun nodded, and he just came to his senses, with a trace of inexplicable brilliance in his eyes.

Such a teenager is really a gift.

If you can be accepted as an apprentice, I guess you will wake up with a smile in your dream.

This idea suddenly appeared in Yun Pojun's mind, and his eyes were a little bitter.

This idea can only be thought about. After two days of understanding, he also knows that Su Han is definitely an extremely arrogant person, but his arrogance is hidden in his bones and is still quite easy-going on the surface.

Moreover, Su Han is knowledgeable and knowledgeable, and he is not below him at all.

Even on some issues, you know more than yourself. No matter what problem you encounter, you can give a bloody answer.

Yun Pojun has also tested more than once who Su Han's master can teach such an excellent disciple, but every time he is gently fooled by Su Han.

......

Puff!

At this time, Fang Hentian was sitting cross-legged, breathing and spitting. In an instant, he spewed blood, his face was pale, and there was a trace of deep pain in his eyes.

"Who?"

"Who the hell is it?"

"How is that possible?"

"How could they kill my blackeagle?"

He suddenly stood up, and Fang hated the sky roared, and dense blue veins appeared on his forehead, like a winding earthworm.

He was extremely angry.

The Xuanying figured it out with him. Almost the moment Xuanying died, he felt it.

He felt that there was a place in his heart that suddenly collapsed, empty and depressed to spit blood.

And the pain of the soul being torn is even more unbearable.

In order to better control the Xuanying, Fang hates Tian signed a twin equality contract with this Xuanying, that is to say, the souls of both sides are equal. They are both friends and comrades-in-arms, and they can even borrow each other's strength and vision.

And now, half of his soul has been torn.

Puff!

With the boredom in his heart and the pain on his body, Fang Hentian spewed out a mouthful of blood again and fell to the ground.

This scene stunned Fang Mubai and Fang Dayuan.

Thinking of what Fang Hentian had just said, the two looked at each other and quickly understood. They quickly took out an elixir from the treasure bag and put it into Fang Hentian's mouth.

When he sat down cross-legged and began to slowly recover, both of them frowned tightly, with indescribable solemnity in their eyes.

Xuan Ying.

This is the high-altitude force of the Jihuo Sect. In fact, among all the flying monsters, the Xuanying is also the top existence.

Xuanying is the most unruly, and there are people who can't be killed or humiliated, and they can't be proud of pets, but once they are tamed, they are the most qualified helper and have a strong ability to survive.

Its extremely fast and powerful, and its feathers are extremely tough. It is an ordinary magic weapon that can't be pierced at all.

Even Fang Mubai and Fang Dayuan, two strong men in Jindanjing, it is almost impossible to kill a Xuanying.

After all, Xuanying is injured and can escape and fly.

Now, this alien eagle is obviously killed in a second with one move, and there is no chance to escape.

This group of demons is really horrible.

It can actually do this.

"I want to report this to my ancestors." After a moment of silence, Fang Mubai whispered.

Fang Dayuan nodded.

Before he saw the shadow of the enemy, he first lost a general, and Fang Hentian was even injured as a result. When such a thing happened, both of them were overshadowed.

......

Snow Mountain.

The sun gradually shifted from the east to the west, burning large areas of burning clouds, red clouds, white snowy mountains, blue sky, three purest colors, intertwined, like a magnificent to extreme picture scroll, dazzling.

However, no one was in the mood to see these. Everyone opened their eyes wide and observed Su Han's movements.

At this time, Su Han was still boxing.

In his mind, the seven-star picture, like the slow motion of the movie, was played back over and over again, showing him the mystery.

Su Han didn't look at the arrow, but the arrow.

That kind of truth, that kind of truth.

After two generations of practice, his experience is already quite rich. The skills he has seen are simply an astronomical figure. Up to now, the sudden epiphany can be described in four words, that is, accumulation.

In an extremely wonderful mood, Su Han forgot everything and only knew that he persistently waved punches and punches in the air, stirring layers of ripples.

Yun Pojun stood quietly aside, watching Su Han's movements, holding his breath and refusing to miss the smallest details.

He wants to see how far Su Han can interpret this punch.

Understanding boxing from the archery, although Su Han's practice has a certain reference element, it is also quite amazing enough to be a master.

Only a master can create his own skills on the basis of the strengths of hundreds of families.

The doubts in Yun Pojun's heart reached the extreme.

Who the hell is it?

Who is the tall man on earth?

How can you** such an amazing disciple?

It's incredible.

Now it's only Jindanjing, and he can do this. So what height can he reach when he reaches the disaster and soar?

Time goes by minute by second.

The sky is completely dark.

A huge blood moon appeared in the sky, and around that blood moon, there were stars all over the sky.

The light of the stars and moon shines on the snowy mountains, reflecting extremely bright light. The whole snowy mountain seems to be lit up, like day.

Su Han suddenly opened his eyes.

He looked at the sky.

The seven Big Dipper.

On this blood moon continent, the arrangement of the Big Dipper is different from that on the earth, probably because it does not belong to the same plane and angle. The Big Dipper here is arranged in reverse.

But it's harmless.

Its traces are fixed.

Su Han is like a wooden pile, staring at the starry sky, his face is extremely serious, and his eyes are also extremely serious.

The cold wind roared, and the frozen people trembled, but several people gasped for fear of disturbing Su Han.

Tu Hao really couldn't help feeling the deep chill. He shook his legs and ran to the distance, jumping like a rabbit. He couldn't help stuffing the spirit of monsters into his mouth, relying on spiritual power and exercise to provide a trace of warmth for his body.

One night passed in a blink of an eye.

"I see!"

When the first ray of dawn appeared in the east, the stars slowly dimmed, and an extremely bright light suddenly appeared in Su Han's eyes and laughed.

He stepped on a strange trajectory under his feet, condensed a vast and magnificent momentum on his fist, and punched the earth.

Boom!

The ground trembled violently, like an earthquake.

At the foot of Su Han, a bottomless pit appeared directly, with clear groundwater, emerging from the sand layer and soon forming a clear spring.

"This punch is not only to understand the power of the stars, but also called the Star Broken Fist!" Su Han's face was full of strong self-confidence, and he said.