Madam, please ascend.

Chapter 76 The Monk is Not a Monk
Yun Yi and the assassin with the bow looked at each other in surprise. Neither of them had expected to suddenly "meet" in this way.

This man, Luo Tong, wore a crown with long hair, light armor, and an iron-framed bow. As a renowned archer of the Great Xia Dynasty, he knew that once someone got close to him, the bow's strengths would be lost.

So, with the idea of ​​killing him with one move, he immediately used his best killing move as soon as he saw Yun Yi.

Luo Tong suddenly rose into the air, holding a bow in one hand and pulling the string with the other. The arrow on the bow was different from the previous ones. This arrow was like fire all over, and there was a wisp of flame at the tip that looked lifelike.

Yun Yi also reacted immediately, his movements even half a second faster than Luo Tong's, as if he had already expected that the archer would be forced into a desperate situation.

He took a defensive stance and looked coldly at the man in the air, thinking that this arrow was so powerful that it was even more terrifying than the murderous intent created by Mu Fanzhi.

Unexpectedly, Luo Tong's arrow wasn't aimed at the target, but instead aimed higher into the sky. As he released the bowstring, an invisible air current suddenly spread out, and the fiery red arrow pierced the deep night sky.

This scene was so eye-catching that most people in Ruijiang Mansion immediately looked towards the fiery red star flying in the opposite direction in the sky.

Some officers and soldiers wanted to chase after them to find out what was going on, but then they remembered their superiors' instructions and decided to play dead and not get involved in any trouble.

Song Xinci's eyes lit up and she was quite interested in this arrow. In her opinion, although this move was not very powerful, it was indeed very beautiful.

The next moment, the fiery red arrow in the air suddenly exploded. Unlike the previous explosions that attacked Cui Wuming, this time the power was enormous. It can be imagined that if it happened in Ruijiang Prefecture, it would probably destroy a large area of ​​the city.

However, the explosion was quite far away from Yun Yi and was not enough to pose a threat to him. This shows that this was not a real killing move.

Yun Yi suddenly felt like he was facing a formidable enemy, because he vaguely heard the sound of countless breaking winds!

If the explosion just now is regarded as thunder, then a heavy rain will fall here next!
Arrows rain down!

Countless arrows fell from the sky, and the arrowheads gathered flames. At first glance, it looked like a spectacular scene of one person attacking a city!

Yun Yi praised this move in his heart, thinking it was a truly lethal move honed on the battlefield, and that any ordinary cultivator would be hard-pressed to resist. Those arrows were clearly enhanced by divine consciousness, their bodies having been previously refined through rituals. The defensive methods of a Qi Refining Realm were nothing compared to them.

But I am not an ordinary Qi Refining Realm!
But at this moment, a sense of heroism surged from his chest. Yun Yi decided not to use the two sword intentions of the purple gold gourd, but to rely on his own abilities to fight against this master of the Spirit Transformation Realm.

Your moves have the heroic spirit of the battlefield, and so do my sword moves.

Faced with the dense arrows like a torrential rain, Yun Yi directly used the Fangyuan Sword to perform the "Mo Yue Huan Tian" that he had just learned.

Although it was inferior to the move Ling Yun had used in his memory, and could even be said to be quite shabby, Yun Yi was able to imitate the charm of this move. He saw the Fangyuan Sword waving out a dark full moon, as thin and smooth as a mirror, just blocking Yun Yi's head and in front of him.

The arrows did not make any tinkling sounds when they hit Mo Yue. Instead, a force inexplicably changed the direction of the arrows, and they turned around and shot out again with the remaining force.

As a result, the rain of arrows split into two groups and began to "kill each other" continuously, and the offensive was completely resolved.

It was not easy for Yun Yi to withstand the full force attack of the God Transformation Realm. The rain of arrows was powerful and heavy. He almost used up all his strength to support this move of Mo Yue Huan Tian.

Luo Tong in mid-air was also surprised that his favorite trick was broken. After landing, he drew his bow and aimed at the target again, and shot a sudden arrow while Yun Yi was busy defending.

Yun Yi anticipated that the other party would do this. When the rain of arrows was about to end, he withdrew Mo Yue Huan Tian and instead used the Fang Yuan Sword to protect the vital parts of his body, blocking these fatal attacks.

At the same time, the remaining arrows in the air were unobstructed and fell to the ground, but they had exhausted their power and had little power left.

Luo Tong frowned, thinking that even his best tricks couldn't kill this Qi Refining Realm cultivator, and there was also Cui Wuming at the inn. It seemed that he was destined to fail today.

Unexpectedly, Yun Yi's voice was heard at this time. He did not fight back, but shouted: "Brother over there, are you here to kill or save people?"

Luo Tong was puzzled: "Why do you ask this?"

"I don't think you're here to kill anyone. With your archery proficiency, if you wanted to kill someone, you could have found a better opportunity and shot the target directly with a hidden arrow, instead of rushing in like this at night." "What do you mean?"

"Since you came here to save someone, why don't you sit down and have a good chat. By the way, I don't know Cui Wuming, and I'm not his thug, so there's no need for us to fight to the death."

Luo Tong didn't quite understand Yun Yi's purpose for a moment, and still aimed his bow and arrow at him.

Yun Yi said nothing more, but turned and walked towards the inn with his sword. This action made Luo Tong even more confused, and he wondered why you and I should not distinguish between life and death?
Could it be that this person is a friend rather than an enemy?
Yun Yi returned to the inn and saw that it had become a ruin. He couldn't help but sigh and said, "This is really an unexpected disaster for the inn."

Cui Wuming was relieved to see that he was safe and sound: "I will compensate him later."

"You're coming down too?" Then Yun Yi walked straight to Song Xinci, pulled a bench over, and sat down next to her.

Song Xinci said, "You got yourself into trouble after watching a play. You are really something."

"Take this as a lesson. Next time I encounter something like this, I promise to turn around and run." Yun Yi said, then turned to look at Cui Wuming who was standing there in a daze. "Why are you all standing there? Sit down too."

Cui Wuming rolled his eyes in his heart, thinking, who would dare to sit down unless your wife says so?

The big monk who was treated as a prisoner didn't care about life or death and had already sat down on the ground.

Yun Yi continued, "Now it's time to tell me who this great monk is, right?"

Cui Wuming frowned: "Big monk?"

The big monk laughed heartily, shaking his head and beating his chest and stamping his feet. It seemed that he was really amused.

Yun Yi was also provoked to laugh: "Isn't he a monk?"

Cui Wuming said coldly: "He is the great general of our dynasty - Tie Hong!"

Yun Yi was surprised and asked, "Who are the three hundred iron pagodas in Crescent City who are said to be able to stop the Hedao realm?"

"It's his!"

"Then why is he bald?"

Tie Hong laughed and said, "I was born bald."

"Still wearing monk's robes?"

"I was in trouble in the capital and had nothing. This was given to me by a kind monk."

Yun Yi carefully looked at Tie Hong's head again, confirming that there were no scars on it. Then he said to Song Xinci, "He's really not a monk. I thought he was a disciple of Fusheng Temple."

Fusheng Temple is one of the five major sects of the righteous path, and is as famous as the Zhengqi Sect, Qinglian Sect, Fuyao Sect and Tianshu Academy. It is also the only precious place for practicing Zen.

Tie Hong added, "You're not entirely wrong. I did serve as a lay disciple of Fusheng Temple for a few years."

Yun Yi suddenly became proud: "It seems that I am quite smart."

Song Xinci rolled her eyes at him.

(End of this chapter)