Chapter 1199: Her self-comfort

   Chapter 1199 Her self-comfort

After listening to Gu Fenghua's words, everyone's expressions became extremely solemn. The reason why they changed their return route was one to cut corners to save time, and the other to avoid Lu Aochen's interception and killing. They fought in the Nether Sand Sea, and Lu Aochen knew their strength more clearly, and it was impossible to let it go. They returned to Xinghua country easily.

   But he did not expect that even if they crossed the Gobi, Lu Aochen would still be prepared. In this way, wanting to return to Xinghua Country, I am afraid it is a hundred times harder than they thought.

   "Northern Desert Kingdom and Xinghua Kingdom are separated by thousands of waters and mountains. Lu Aochen stretched out one hand to Xinghua Kingdom, but the other hand reached North Desert Kingdom. Isn't that possible?" Luo Enn said. Rather than doubt Gu Fenghua's speculation, it is more appropriate to speak of self-comfort.

  Unfortunately, her self-comfort did not help.

   "It's killing, it's killing!" As soon as the voice fell, there was a panic-stricken shout outside the courtyard.

Then, there was a sound of gongs and drums. The city that was still as silent as a deep sleep immediately awakened. The alarm bells rang from the tower, and a rush of hooves came. Thousands of frontier soldiers in full body armor rode on their horses. Murderously rushed to the inn.

"Dare to kill someone at Pingsha Pass. It's obvious that I don't put my Feng Modi in his eyes, grab them, and none of them will be let go!" The group of heavy cavalry came outside the inn, and a rough-faced middleman The General Nian roared aloud.

This general is Feng Modi, the guard general of Pingsha. Gu Fenghua and others have heard of his name when they entered the city. They know that he is not only an ordinary border guard general, but also a well-known strongman in the North Desert. One of them.

  Feng Modi's words fell off, and his soldiers pointed their spears flat, ready to charge. The courtyard wall of the inn seemed solid, but it couldn't withstand an impact from the iron-clad frontier at all.

   "Wait, we are the cultivator of the Xinghua Temple. There is some misunderstanding about this!" Fang Tianyou leaped onto the wall and shouted to Feng Modi.

  In the Celestial Continent, the status of the saint is already lofty, and the status of the temple priest is even more transcendent. He believes that as long as he reports his identity, the other party will never act rashly. But this time, he obviously miscalculated.

"Huh, I want to use the name of the temple to crush me Feng Modi, dreaming! If you dare to kill someone at my Pingsha Pass, I can't do it, I will kill you!" Feng Modi didn't give him a chance to explain, big hand With a wave. Hundreds of long arrows shot across the night sky and shot towards Fang Tianyou as his chest.

How could he be a master in the realm of Soul Sage, how could he be easily shot by ordinary bows and arrows? Fang Tianyou didn't put these arrows in his eyes much, and while waving his long sword, spreading holy energy in front of him, he shouted. : "Don't rush to do it, listen to me first..."

  Before he finished speaking, he heard a series of crisp sounds, one after another, the pitch-black arrows slammed into his blade, and sparks burst into the night, as if fireworks were in full bloom.

If it’s just an arrow, it’s fine. Hundreds of arrows are pouring out like raindrops. Even though Fang Tianyou has the cultivation base of the Fourth Stage of Soul Saint, his wrists are still numb, and the sword will follow. One side, exposing the empty chest. The sound of bowstring trembling was endless, and hundreds of arrows came one after another, passing through the void and shooting straight toward his mouth.

  Only more than ten arrows, the holy energy defense he had previously deployed was shattered, and the sharp point of the arrow pierced directly into the heart.

  (End of this chapter)