Chapter 500 The power of one arrow

Yuan Hudu suppressed the fear in his heart, his mind went blank for a moment, he weighed the pros and cons, immediately handed over his hands and said loudly:

"Gudu has met the general!"

Yuan Hudu was only afraid that Li Xuanfeng would kill him silently and leave. This sound immediately drowned out all the sounds in the courtyard. The drinkers stopped drinking and closed their mouths in congratulations. Everyone looked at him and stared blankly. Looking towards the stage, they whispered to each other:

"Who is this... who comes to congratulate you? How can he be treated with such respect by Yuan Hudu?"

"It's a foundation-building monk!"

"I'm afraid the person who came here is not good..."

Everyone looked at Li Xuanfeng, who just stood with his hands folded. His eyes gradually became stern. His back was straight and his broad shoulders blocked the light in front of Yuan Hudu. His voice was low and his tone was steady:

"I cannot afford to be a general, Master Yuan. I am just serving in southern Xinjiang. I heard that my children have been wronged, so I came to ask Master Yuan."

His words were not loud, but they could be heard in the courtyard. The monks had sharp ears and eyes, and could hear clearly. They all looked at each other, and all lowered their heads, each with their own thoughts. Some sneered, some were horrified. Some of them were worried about the two families, but most of them were gloating about their misfortune──they all looked on coldly.

‘It turns out to be the Li family! ’

'Hear what he means... He has another hidden agenda...'

Li Xuanfeng's current reputation is resounding. Firstly, it was accumulated through killing monsters and killings, and secondly, it was passed down by word of mouth among the seven direct descendants he met in the cave and overseas.

Although he rarely takes action at home, so most people don't recognize his face or his clothes, but when he said this and mentioned Southern Xinjiang and the general, everyone recognized General Li. Qi Qi secretly said in her heart:

"It's [Jin Geng Gang Xian] Li Xuanfeng... that magical bow from Southern Xinjiang!"

Yuan Fuyao turned pale first and retreated silently into the crowd. He had already heard that the incident between the two families had resulted in annulment of the engagement, but there was nothing Yuan Fuyao could do. Yuan Hudu repeatedly reassured him that there was no need to worry. Now he looked at The old man in black and gold armor looked at him and felt more and more confused.

Yuan Hudu had sweat on his forehead. At this moment, his life was at stake. He couldn't say harsh words. But if he gave in, he would offend the Li family and then the Chi family at the same time. A good show would be in vain and he could only vent his anger. , keep silent.

Seeing that he remained silent, Li Xuanfeng said softly:

"The nobles are making false noises and humiliating my family out of thin air. The two families have an old relationship. My brother doesn't want to have more disputes and bring shame to our ancestors, but I don't have that kind of mind. This matter can't be left like this."

Yuan Hudu reluctantly looked at him, and saw a sharp look in the veteran's eyes. His eyes were sharp and full of warning, but not much anger, as if to say:

‘Okay, if you want to show the Chi family’s position, I’ll let him see it all! ’

Yuan Hudu understood that things could not get better, so he sighed slowly, recalling his brother Yuan Huyuan's warning in his mind, and replied:

"What do you want, General?"

Li Xuanfeng lightly touched the black gold beast head on his waist, and he already had a large bow in his hand. Yuan Hudu's eyelids twitched slightly when he saw it, and everyone in the audience shrank their necks and took a step back.

Without him, this long bow would be too ferocious.

The golden bow was about eight feet long, with a horn that was more than three feet long. It showed two colors of gold and red, and its whole body was flowing. The gold energy and blood energy on it seemed to be rising into the sky. It looked like a murder weapon for countless people.

The cultivators below slowly backed away, and then they realized Yuan Hudu's panic under the sweat on his face. Hearing the reputation is always better than seeing it with his own eyes. Seeing that the foundation building was about to start, some people had already resigned, and more people still couldn't overcome the feelings in their hearts. Curious, I watched silently.

The head of the Song family, who was only in the late stages of Qi training, moved away in fear. Li Xuanfeng only looked at Yuan Hudu and said hoarsely:

"I'll give you two ways to go."

He slowly leveled the long bow, and the quiver on his waist made a clanging sound:

"I understand that the master of the house is cautious and is escorted by monks when he goes out. We can try to see if one man and one demon hidden in the mountains can save the master of the house with the combined efforts of the two foundation-building monks."

"It's just that this mysterious arrow is going to be shot out, and it will definitely draw blood."

Yuan Hudu never thought that Li Xuanfeng had seen his arrangement clearly, and he was secretly timid. The gold and iron weapons in the courtyard began to tremble and jump. Li Xuanfeng looked at him with sweat dripping down his back, and continued:

"Secondly, for the sake of the friendship between the nobles and my father Ji, I will give the head of the family twenty breaths to only receive one of my arrows. After this arrow passes, the kindness and disgrace of the two families will be equalized, let's leave it at that!"

Yuan Hudu secretly let out a sigh of relief, understanding that Li Xuanfeng spared his life after all. This arrow was probably made for the Chi family to see, and thought to himself:

"No matter how great you Li Xuanfeng is, how powerful is the power of one arrow?"

But no matter how well he understood the other party's bottom line, he didn't dare to really provoke him. He just raised his hand and replied:

"Please also ask the general to shoot the arrows."

Seeing Li Xuanfeng nod, Yuan Hudu took off without hesitation. The two talismans in his sleeves burned rapidly and flew away like stars. The two shields on his body shone brightly and looked very solid.

Li Xuanfeng also followed his movements to draw the bow and nock an arrow. A golden-red spiritual arrow jumped out of the quiver. The long bow lit up with golden light, illuminating the surrounding area. The smooth polished stone bricks on the ground sparkled and reflected A hazy golden light came out.

"Buzz buzz..."

Everyone felt as if their faces were cut by knives, and the fine wines and delicacies on the table began to shake and jingle, and the golden light flowing from the armor on Li Xuanfeng's body became brighter and brighter, slowly rising into the sky.

The arrow on the long bow in his hand is the one that was originally sacrificed by [Six Ding Binghuo] and [Zhi Ge]. Now it is carefully crafted and painted with complex formations, glowing with dazzling brilliance. Waves of powerful energy burst out.

After counting twenty breaths, the monks in the courtyard had retreated outside the courtyard, and Li Xuanfeng let go easily.

"Buzz..."

"Bang!"

Many jade cups and jade pots on the table in the courtyard exploded with a bang. Broken jade and clear wine splashed out, and rain fell all over the sky. The courtyard seemed to be swept by a strong wind, and the tables and chairs collapsed, leaving a mess.

These things hit them all over the face, causing everyone to raise their sleeves to cover them, but their spiritual consciousness had long been locked on the golden bow, and they felt that their spiritual consciousness was empty and nothing could be caught.

"So fast."

The golden arrow had disappeared, and everyone had no choice but to raise their heads and look into the distance. A black shadow fell on the horizon like a bird with broken wings. Everyone looked at each other in panic. Li Xuanfeng, who was above him, had disappeared.

"ah?!"

Li Xuanfeng was not overconfident. His Xuan Arrow was completely different now. Even if it was taken out of the golden bow in his hand, it would still be a foundation-building magic weapon.

It is even more difficult to endure the tempering of combined fire. This mysterious arrow can last forever and can be charged with golden energy in advance. Since Yuan Hudu's immortal foundation, skills, and cultivation are all inferior to him, Li Xuanfeng can conclude that this arrow is enough to deter him. Everyone, avenge their shame.

Now that the arrow was shot, he naturally used his magic and wandered towards the east.

"Save the head of the family quickly!"

Everyone was afraid that Yuan Hu would die alone here, and the head of the Song family was so frightened that he quickly flew up in the wind. Everyone disappeared like wind and clouds, leaving only Yuan Fuyao and a few people standing in panic in the courtyard.

…

Yuan Hu was flying alone in the wind. Although he thought that Li Xuanfeng's arrow would not do much, he was also a cautious person and was not careless. He used two talismans in a row and took out a spiritual shield from the storage bag.

Putting this earth-colored spiritual shield behind him, Yuan Hudu felt a little safer. With a thought, he still had eleven breaths left.

"The further away the better!"

He moved forward in one breath relying on his past experience, hesitated for a moment, and said to himself:

"After all, he is a direct descendant of the three sects, so he must not be careless."

Yuan Hudu unexpectedly reversed the magic power, a blush appeared on his face, his energy fluctuated, and he used an escape method that consumed the essence and blood. His body was covered with blood and shadows, and he galloped away.

A harsh buzzing sound suddenly sounded in his ears, and two gashes were opened on his cheek. Before Yuan Hudu could react in horror, he felt his heart was empty.

He lowered his head and saw that there was only a big hole between his heart and lungs. Only then did he hear the sound of the shield being shattered. The khaki spiritual shield had flown out and sunk deeply into the cliff.

Yuan Hudu almost choked to death, staring straight at the sky, spraying blood foam from his mouth.

His tenacity saved his life. He forcibly stabilized his body's cultivation, and the immortal foundation "Ding Yuanchun" that revitalized and maintained the body quickly operated to hang on to his life.

He took out a jade box in his hand, crushed it with a bang, took out the full spirit flower in it, and hurriedly swallowed it into his belly. A blush suddenly appeared on his face, and then he hung up his life.

He quickly raised his breath, but the magic wind under his feet had been shattered by the arrogant golden energy. He couldn't use the magic power to control the magic wind at all, so he took out a round thing from the storage bag.

This spiritual object was vermilion red, like flesh but not flesh, like earth but not earth, but it could not move. Yuan Hu alone stuffed it into the big hole between the heart and lungs, and then he had the energy to ride the wind.

But he was dizzy, and he only felt waves of golden energy lingering in his body. The wind under his feet rose and gathered, gathered and dispersed. It paused briefly in the air, breaking countless trees, and then landed with a plop. on the ground.

This fall knocked down many trees and startled birds and beasts. He had to pause twice in the air to avoid falling too badly because he was a foundation-building body anyway.

But he was seriously injured after all. Although such a fall would not kill him, he was knocked unconscious and held his breath. Then the spiritual shield flew out of the mountain and landed next to him with a clang.

Everyone stopped and fell one by one, surrounding Yuan Hudu. They were all shocked and speechless. They felt that this person's breath was weak. Before they had time to take a closer look, a gray mist had already entered the crowd and quickly transformed into a human form. , picked up Yuan Hudu on the ground and disappeared.

This gray mist is naturally the monster that protects the master of the Yuan family. It has not forgotten to roll up the spiritual shield on the ground and rub the blood on the sand clean to prevent it from falling into the hands of others and quickly disappearing into the horizon.

The cultivators could only look at each other and retreat. One of them glanced left and right and sighed:

"The power of an arrow is so powerful!"

The people around him nodded empathetically and replied:

"I never thought that after Li Chijing disappeared, there would still be such a person in the Li family! He bullied the orphan..."

"Looking at this guy who is barely alive, why can't I kill him? I just spared his life out of love!"

…

Qingdu Mountain.

"Chen Yang...Chen Mufeng..."

Li Xijun was sitting at the table and explained the previous events in detail, and there were two old people sitting in front of him.

The leading old man was wearing a wide-sleeved Taoist robe. He listened carefully. The expression on his face was very gentle. He was at the ninth level of Qi training. The other man had one arm and seemed to be just miscellaneous Qi. He had a serious look and white hair.

"Two clan elders, that's what happened."

After Li Xijun finished speaking, the old man wearing a wide-sleeved Taoist robe sighed and nodded, and replied:

"I see."

This man was Chen Donghe. Time flowed by like running water. He had wasted more than ten years practicing Qi. This old man was diligent and had no other hobbies except occasionally sitting on Xiping Mountain.

As for the other person, he is the oldest elder of the Li family, named Li Qiuyang. He was injured in the market and burned by fire. He tried his best to save him. Now his beard and hair are withered, his eyes are dim, and he can hardly move. .

But the old man still nodded and replied:

"I'll go to Chen's house soon!"

One of these two people is Chen Mufeng's master, and the other is the ancestor of the Chen family. Li Xijun naturally trusted him and said softly:

"Just mentioning it, don't take it too seriously."

Li Xijun watched the two of them go down, and then sat back down in the high position. Li Yuexiang on the side blinked and said softly:

"Brother takes great care of you."

Li Chengliao also stood sideways, as if he had something to report, but he didn't find a chance to speak. Li Xijun sighed:

"I see that boy's eyes are unwilling to admit defeat. Although the Crown Prince can convince him...but I can't just let these housekeepers go. Naturally, I need to tie up a few more chains to feel at ease."

"Cheng Ming Zhou Xing's talent is not very high. Perhaps it was taken over by Zhou Wei alone. It will be difficult for him to support himself alone. If Chen Yang uses it well, he can be as powerful as dozens of people."

Li Yuexiang nodded slightly, but before he said anything, Li Xijun thought about it carefully and solemnly asked the two of them to come over:

"Yue Xiang, Cheng Liao, listen carefully."

Li Yuexiang quickly paid attention, Li Chengliao also looked over seriously, and then Li Xijun said softly:

"Looking at the generations of people in power in my family who died violently, were cursed, and stabbed to death, how many of them retired after their achievements? Even the homes of ordinary people in the town would not have such sudden deaths from generation to generation. If you sit on Qingdu and Zhongdian, you will have the thought of death."

"When I'm doing business in Qingdu, and when Cheng Liao is running the family in Lijing, I have to be on guard against the slightest hint of corruption. But if it's time to exchange my son for my son..."

Li Xijun paused and said softly:

"Don't be stingy with your life, but plan for a hundred years first."

The two nodded. Li Xijun put away the wooden slips in his hands. Li Chengliao took a step forward and said respectfully:

"Eighth uncle, ancestor Xuanfeng showed up at the Song family's wedding, saying that he wanted to settle all the grievances between the two families!"

"The ancestor only fired one arrow and almost beat Yuan Hudu to death. He only managed to survive with one breath and relied on my [Wanling Flower] to hang on to his life, but he was saved by the Yuan family!"

Li Xijun raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this. He already knew that Li Xuanfeng would definitely go to intimidate him, but he never thought that he would be so threatening. He said softly to Li Yuexiang who was standing aside:

"Little sister, my ancestor vented his anger on your behalf!"