Chapter 37: Take one enemy ten thousand!
Hearing Xiao Tian's voice, the people on the walls of Xiangyang City couldn't help but stunned.
This time, the leader of the army to attack Xiangyang City was the Mongolian national division King Golden Wheel, and almost everyone in the community knew it.
But they didn't expect Xiao Tian to be so direct and merciless, in front of other people's army, to get people out and die!
Arrogant!
Too arrogant!
"This kid is much more mad than your Huang Laoxie," said three people standing together at the corner of the Xiangyang city wall, a tall old man wearing a white shirt.
"Don't talk about me, you old poison," said an old man with a clear appearance, a tall and thin body, Xiao Shuxuan, and a godlike, dressed in a green shirt and a blue square scarf, and a scribe. "But this kid is a bit too big."
"Xiao Xiaoyou has entered the innate realm. Even if he can't defeat the Mongolian army, it will not be difficult to retreat all over his body. After all, the kung fu of the Xiaoyao School has always been known for being agile.
The speaker's clothes were covered with patches, but he was washed clean, holding a bamboo stick in his hand and a large vermilion lacquered gourd on his back.
These three people are the famous Dongxiexidu and Beibei!
As the three of them were talking, there was also movement on the Mongolian camp.
Countless Mongolian soldiers rushed out from the camp, armed with weapons, the horns and large bows were pulled apart, and the arrowheads shone with a cold light.
"Boy, you're arrogant!" A Mongolian ambassador walked out of the camp and sneered while looking at Xiao Tian floating in the air: "If you want to see a national teacher, it depends on whether you have this ability!"
"Let go!"
The Mongolian general gave a solemn expression and shouted in a deep voice.
Countless feather arrows shot at Xiao Tian, covering the sky and covering the sun, like a cloud cover shone with cold light pressed down.
"Innate master?" The Mongolian general said with a sneer: "Even if you are an innate master, can your inner strength be endless? I would have to see, you can take a few waves of arrow rain!"
This Mongolian general's knowledge is also not weak. Seeing Xiao Tian volleyed in the air, why didn't he know that he was a master of innate realm?
But what about innate masters?
Wasn’t Wang Chongyang an innate master at the beginning of "Zhong Shentong", but in the end he could only walk into the tomb in anger and escape the world? !
"Humph!" Xiao Tian snorted disdainfully, then waved his hand, as if an invisible barrier appeared in front of him, and all the feather arrows stayed three inches in front of him, not allowed to advance!
"How is it possible?!" The Mongolian general's eyes were obviously horrified, "Let go! Let go!"
Xiao Tian would not be too surprised if he was able to avoid or block the feather arrows, but just a cold snort could make countless feather arrows stop in front of him. Never heard of it!
There were countless feather arrows flying into the sky, covering Xiao Tian in it!
"Hiss——I haven't seen it for a while, the strength of this kid has improved again!" Ouyang Feng, who was watching the battle at the head of Xiangyang City, took a breath and said in amazement.
When Xiao Tian was in Huashan half a year ago, although Xiao Tian demonstrated his innate level of cultivation, he could only condense the qi into a dungeon, and he couldn't even evade the air, let alone the current method!
"Go!" Xiao Tian waved his sleeves, and the countless feather arrows in front of him flew back at a faster speed!
The difference from the previous one is that this time the feather arrow is attached with a faint bright white breath, and the arrow feather tears the air, bringing a stern whistling sound.
"Shoo, hoo..."
The feather arrow attached to Beiming's true energy defeated the following wave of arrow feathers, whizzing downward!
