Chapter 1580: Lend a helping hand, arrows stun the heroes

At the same time, accompanied by the sound of sharp wind, Master Kongwu on the other side also noticed it.

However, at this moment, he no longer had much resistance, and had no time to care about the secular eyes. He could only hold the weak Qi Ruotong with one hand, and with the other hand, he made a strange Buddhist handprint, and recited the obscure scriptures with a solemn face.

Seeing this situation, Qi Ruotong, who was lying in his arms, was slightly stunned. A blush quietly appeared on his originally weak face, and even the resentment accumulated in his heart for many years seemed to have dissipated a little inexplicably.

The next moment, accompanied by the sound of Sanskrit, there was a huge golden Buddha statue about a thousand feet tall, which looked solemn and majestic. It appeared with its feet on the lotus platform and a giant dragon wrapped around its body. It was the rumored Buddha's Dharma image.

However, unlike the angry Vajra of Monk Huihong, the Dharma image summoned by Master Kongwu was upright and immovable, and was obviously a kind of Arhat golden body recorded in the Buddhist scriptures!

However, due to his serious injuries and damaged Zen mind, his current state can be described as exhausted, and his combat power is only one tenth of what it was. Even if he forcibly summoned the golden body of the Dharma, it was just a last gasp, and the power could not be compared with the heyday.

Sure enough, after the Arhat's golden body appeared, he quickly slapped the two narrow bone nails with one hand, trying to forcibly block them, but they were penetrated by the bone nails on the spot, leaving two irreparable holes on the golden body.

Then the scarlet mist sprayed by the black snake also spread, quickly covering the Arhat's golden body of the Dharma, causing the Buddha's light around it to be quickly corroded, and the surface became bumpy, and even the momentum was rapidly falling.

But the two bone nails only slightly reduced their power, and continued to kill Master Kongwu and the soul of the soul.

Seeing this situation, Monk Huihong, who was not far away, was immediately anxious. He also used the angry Vajra Dharma Image to force the nearby besiegers to retreat for a moment, and then quickly approached Master Kongwu's lotus platform.

However, due to the distance between the two sides, it was too late to rescue.

But at this critical moment, a bowstring trembled suddenly from the distant tower, and a familiar sonic boom echoed in the sky.

Then two silver arrows were seen dragging long white marks, like fleeting light and shadows, cutting through the sky. It was the "Flowing Light Flying Feather Arrow" that Qin Tian forcibly shot!

"Ding~Ding~!"

So, accompanied by continuous jingling sounds, the two powerful narrow bone nails were knocked back by the two flying feather arrows shortly after they approached the lotus platform.

Taking this opportunity, Master Kongwu also reacted, cast a grateful look at Qin Tian, ​​and then hurriedly stepped on the lotus platform and flew quickly, and at the same time forced a white cassock to protect the lotus platform tightly.

But the golden body of the Arhat behind was eroded and exploded by the scarlet poisonous fog.

Perhaps affected by the origin, Master Kongwu, who was already seriously injured, was once again weakened by the momentum of his body, and his face was extremely pale.

But he did not dare to stay for a moment, and could only grit his teeth and approach the tower quickly, and finally stepped into the range of the city defense formation.

Seeing this situation, the barbarian warriors present were shocked, obviously they never expected that Qin Tian still had the fighting power until this moment.

Thinking of the terrible arrows that killed people in all directions before, many barbarian warriors were secretly frightened, and they couldn't help but restrain themselves when they took action. They must have been secretly afraid of sneak attacks by cold arrows.

As for Bu Yu Shangxian, who was originally extremely crazy, he was also frightened and broke into a cold sweat on the spot, and his back was even colder.

After all, his condition was extremely bad at the moment. If he was hit by the arrow twice more, he might be completely killed here, and the consequences would be absolutely disastrous.

So he did not dare to hesitate, and subconsciously retreated to the back until he was out of the range.

Unknowingly, the terrifying arrow had already become the nightmare of the barbarian strongmen. Once it appeared, it could achieve the effect of shocking the heroes!

On the other side, the face of the Night Soul tribe leader under the mask also became gloomy, but he did not intend to give up. Instead, he turned his spearhead directly to Monk Huihong, wanting to repeat the old trick and be ruthless again.

But Monk Huihong was quite cunning. Seeing that his senior brother had escaped calmly, he turned around and ran without saying a word, and also did not care about the angry Vajra Dharma.

Seeing this, the Night Soul Chief and a group of barbarian warriors were furious and wanted to use means to forcibly stop him, vowing to kill him here.

But at this moment, a sonic boom sounded again in the distance, and four streams of light came in a row, two of which were arrows attacking the Night Soul Chief, and the other two were killing the barbarian warriors who were responsible for the siege.

Seeing this, Hui Hong, who was originally in a panic, was overjoyed and shouted without caring about his image as a monk:

"My Ami, you are a Buddha, you finally did something this time............!"

"Boom~!"

Caught off guard, the two barbarian warriors were shocked and could only disperse the attack secrets in their hands and use defensive means to resist, but they were still beaten back.

On the contrary, the Night Soul leader was very strong. He only waved his staff to create a shield, and then used the poisonous mist sprayed by the black snake under his feet to forcibly block the two arrows.

But even so, his figure was still delayed for a moment.

Taking advantage of this short time, Monk Huihong finally escaped and rushed to the top of the city wall in a hurry, leaving behind a group of barbarian warriors who shouted and scolded, but did not dare to approach the city wall at all.

Because of the forced use of archery, Qin Tian, ​​who was already weak, looked even paler, and even his body became shaky.

Seeing this, Ao Ling'er wanted to step forward to help him in order to show her loyalty, but Princess Kongque and Murong Xuanying got there first, and he was squeezed and rolled over.

The little girl was naturally very angry about this, and could only mutter a few words angrily:

"Hmph! What's so great about it? These saints of the immortal gates have all gone crazy, and this princess will not be on the same level with them.........!"

Surrounded by beautiful women, Qin Tian could not help but feel helpless. The helpless posture made Monk Huihong on the side almost spit fire.

.............

At the same time, Master Kongwu, who stepped onto the tower on the other side, was also in an extremely weak state. His originally white cassock was stained with blood, and the soul of the soul in his arms had already fallen into a coma without knowing when.