He was born as a blacksmith, but he dominated the world

Chapter 182 Eight Arrows Shot Together
After Yang Chenfeng stood still, everyone dispersed. Jiang Lin took out his bow and arrow, and shot a full moon at him from twenty steps away.

Lei Hexuan could naturally tell that it was a strong bow, and exclaimed: "What great arm strength!"

Jiang Lin smiled at him, applied about 20% of his energy to the arrow, and then let go.

Zheng——

The first arrow was shot out, flying towards Yang Chenfeng with a sharp whistling sound.

Twenty steps is just the blink of an eye.

Originally, Yang Chenfeng was a little overconfident, thinking that he didn't need to be too cautious when dealing with a ninth-grade martial artist.

But the moment the arrow was shot, he felt the pressure.

too fast!
Arriving in an instant!

He quickly swung the second-grade long sword in his hand to block. With a "clang" sound, the arrow head hit the blade and flew out, creating a large amount of sparks.

Yang Chenfeng glanced at the sword blade from the corner of his eye and found that it was slightly curled. He was immediately shocked and couldn't help but exclaimed: "A top-grade arrowhead?"

Only arrows of the highest quality could cause such damage in a collision.

Jiang Lin had already put the second arrow on the bow and nodded, saying, "This arrow was made by me in my spare time. Deputy Fort Lord Yang, please be careful."

Yang Chenfeng's heart sank. Only a blacksmith with extremely superb skills would have the time to forge such high-quality arrows.

But although there is some pressure, it is not too great.

He even had time to say to Jiang Lin: "Thank you, Brother Jiang, for reminding me. Yang knows about it."

When the second arrow was shot, Yang Chenfeng swung his sword to block it again. He had already made plans to scrap the sword as an apology to Brother Jiang.

As a result, just as the sword blade was about to touch the arrow, someone shouted from behind: "Deputy Castle Lord, be careful!"

Yang Chenfeng was surprised. Be careful?

Be careful about what?
The next moment, he felt a chill coming from behind, and while blocking the arrow in front of him, he turned his hand and raised it.

clang--

After a sound, Yang Chenfeng clearly saw another feather arrow being bounced away.

He looked at the people behind him with confusion. Who shot the arrow?
"Deputy Castle Lord Yang, it's the third arrow." Jiang Lin's voice came into his ears.

As soon as Yang Chenfeng turned around, he saw the third feather arrow approaching.

At the same time, he felt two other chills approaching rapidly.

With a glance out of the corner of my eye, I saw that the feather arrow that had just flew out actually turned in the air and flew back.

Yang Chenfeng was suddenly horrified. What was this?
Lei Hexuan saw it clearly from a distance. The blocked feather arrow did not fall down, but twisted in the air like a living thing and shot towards Yang Chenfeng again.

Even the knowledgeable Lord Lei was shocked at this moment.

How can this arrow turn by itself?

Fang Guhao and others nearby were also shocked. They had never seen such strange feather arrows.

On the contrary, Cai Yanting seemed to have thought of something, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "I have heard that a holy arrow of the holy spirit appeared three hundred years ago. It can lock the qi and kill the enemy thousands of miles away. Could this be it?"

"Bullshit! This bow was taken from us. It's just an ordinary eight-stone strong bow." Liao Mingxu stared at the feather arrow flying in the air and said, "But the arrowhead is quite strange."

While they were talking, Jiang Lin had already shot the fourth arrow.

Each arrow only carries 20% of its force, and blocking them one by one is not too difficult for a martial artist at the peak of his powers like Yang Chenfeng.

But the problem is that the number of feather arrows is increasing.

From only having to block one arrow, now he needs to block four at the same time. The pressure suddenly increased fourfold!
Numbers cannot accurately reflect the crisis a person is facing, only the beads of sweat on the forehead can.

These arrows are so strange, how could they not fall to the ground? At this time, Jiang Lin spoke again: "Deputy Fort Lord Yang, it's the fifth arrow."

Seeing another feather arrow flying towards him, Yang Chenfeng wanted to curse.

Even Lei Hexuan couldn't help but ask: "Brother Jiang, is this what you meant by shooting only eight arrows?"

Jiang Lin naturally put on the sixth feather arrow, still easily pulled a full moon, and then let go.

"Did I ejaculate too much?" Jiang Lin asked.

Lei Hexuan moved his mouth, wanting to say something, but didn't know what to say.

It's true that I didn't shoot many. So far, I've only shot six arrows, and I'm still two arrows short.

But the problem is, your arrow doesn’t fall to the ground!

At this moment he finally understood why Jiang Lin proposed so easily and ended the matter with just eight arrows.

Judging from the current situation, if all eight arrows are fired at the same time, even a ninth-grade martial artist might be able to kill a peak martial artist!
be cheated!
Lei Hexuan clenched his fists, roaring in his heart, but he could do nothing.

He and Yang Chenfeng had agreed to this personally, and Fang Guhao and others had guaranteed it.

Lei Hexuan glanced at Fang Guhao and the others. Several lieutenant generals seemed to notice his gaze, looked over and shook their heads slightly.

The meaning is very clear, you can't take action.

Even if Yang Chenfeng really died here today, he would have to endure it because they nodded.

If Lei Hexuan couldn't help but take action, not only would he give the madman Liao Mingxu a handle to hold against him, but their face would also be trampled on the ground.

Fang Guhao and others didn't care about the death of a deputy castle lord who was at the top of martial arts, because he was not one of theirs anyway.

But you have to save your own face.

The most important thing is that Lei Hexuan cares about Yang Chenfeng's life, while Fang Guhao and others' attention is focused on the feather arrows flying in the sky.

Several lieutenant generals had amazement on their faces and in their hearts, what a powerful weapon this was.

It seems that it will never stop until the enemy is killed.

If they had such bows and arrows on the battlefield, they could have conquered another piece of Daqian territory!

Even if they were not border troops, they were still military personnel after all. After seeing such magical weapons, how could they resist?

The looks they gave Jiang Lin again were full of admiration.

At such a young age, he has created such a strange weapon. He is simply the reincarnation of the ancestor of blacksmiths!

No wonder Liao Mingxu was determined to protect this person even if he went crazy!
Fang Guhao looked towards Yang Chenfeng, a murderous look flashed in his eyes. He wished that this guy would just die immediately, why was he still holding on.

Yang Chenfeng was in so much pain that he could not even cry out. The seventh arrow had already been shot, and the whistling sound was like the roar of a ghost urging his death, making him feel very confused.

He was not paying attention for a moment and a feather arrow pierced his right calf, causing his body to tilt immediately.

Seeing two feather arrows flying at him at the same time, he gritted his teeth to block one, but the other instantly pierced his left shoulder.

At the same time, Jiang Lin's voice was heard again: "Deputy Castle Master Yang, this is the last arrow."

Yang Chenfeng cursed madly in his heart, fuck your last arrow!
He raised his head and looked in the direction where the arrow came from, and was looking at Jiang Lin, his eyes full of murderous intent.

At this moment, Yang Chenfeng knew that he had been fooled.

It is said to be eight arrows, but in fact it is more powerful than eight hundred arrows.

Especially when he saw Jiang Lin's calm face and indifferent eyes, Yang Chenfeng suddenly felt boundless fear in his heart.

I originally thought that the crazy border soldiers were the most terrifying, but now I understand that this young man who always speaks in a calm tone and whose words are deeply touching is the most terrifying person!
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