The spear in Zhang Dapeng's hand slowly lifted up, and a biting chill spread from his body, making Xiao King Kong shudder all over.

It has never felt the boss using the ultimate skill up close.

The bronze monkey felt the shadow of death, but it was not afraid at all. Instead, it became calmer and the bowstring in its hand became longer and longer.

The strong murderous intent emanated from the bronze monkey, which was no less than Zhang Dapeng's will to death.

The hall is only seventy or eighty square meters, and the widest place is only ten meters. The bronze monkey has enough confidence that no one can escape the arrow that it must kill.

Tattata!

The monkeys standing next to the bronze monkey were so scared that they all urinated by the murderous aura and couldn't help but hide to both sides.

Xiao King Kong was not much better either. It endured twice as murderous aura at the same time, but at least it didn't urinate.

Zhang Dapeng's palms were already soaked in sweat, and the bronze monkey's every move was constantly magnifying in his eyes. He had to admit that at such a close distance, he could not escape the arrow.

Although his spear is fast, it is not as fast as a bow and arrow. It is the best result to die with the bronze monkey.

But he couldn't take the lead in attacking because once a spear was thrown, things could not be saved.

A strong murderous aura filled the entire cave, and the torches burning on the walls jumped wildly, making crackling sounds.

Beads of sweat penetrated out of the bronze monkey's brown hair, and hit the ground with a snap, falling into eight petals, splashing everywhere.

"Stop!"

The stalemate lasted for a full minute, but in Xiao King Kong's eyes, it seemed that after a year, the feeling of being shrouded in death was torture for it every second, and if it continued to stalemate, it would be crazy.

Squeak...

The bronze monkey gradually let go of the bowstring.

Zhang Dapeng also slowly lowered the mahogany spear in his hand.

Bang bang bang bang...

The monkeys standing at the door fell down instantly.

"Never come again!"

"It's so fucking scary!"

A smile appeared on the Monkey King's gloomy face and gently patted his hands: "It's a guest from afar! The fourth brother, put away the bow and arrow, and ask the guest to sit down."

The bronze monkey holding the bow put down the bow and arrow in her hand, walked to Zhang Dapeng, and patted the latter on the shoulder: "Warrior, you are very strong, but not as good as me! Please sit..."

Zhang Dapeng smiled: If I were not strong, I would probably be buried in peace now.

Taking Lao Si and Zhang Dapeng down, the Monkey King waved his hand to let the monkeys go out, and then he smiled and said, "It was just a little joke just now, I hope the guests don't take it a fuss."

Zhang Dapeng also smiled with him: "Where, where, I have the opportunity to see the strength of the Monkey Clan, I have benefited a lot! Zhang Badao lives on the grassland 600 miles away. I will ask the Monkey King and you for a sudden visit."

The Monkey King also introduced several bronze strong men here. They are the eldest, the second, the third, and the fourth.

"We did have a war with the apes five years ago, and the cause of the war was the banyan tree."

The Monkey King explained with a serious expression: "That banyan tree was planted by our ancestors of the Monkey Clan, and it has been more than 400 years since then. The banyan tree is more than twenty times larger than this cave, and it is no problem to build tens of thousands of bows and arrows."

"If the ape tribe comes to visit sincerely and trade sincerely, it would be a good thing. But these guys are not greedy and insist on occupying our territory and dominating the banyan tree, so we can only fight back."

"What the Domineering Lord was right just now is that our conflict with a certain ape group should not involve the entire ape clan, nor should it involve the Domineering Lord."

Zhang Dapeng was silent and nodded in cooperation, but cursed in his heart: I believe you, you old guy is so bad!

"I wonder how many bows and arrows the domineering lord is going to take when he comes this time?"

Zhang Dapeng thought for a while and said, "Twenty hands are enough, it is best to have banyan tree roots."

Xiao King Kong next to him was so excited: Lord Lord is really a lion. There are a few people in our territory. Why do you want so many bows and arrows? Could it be that Fat Tiger will also become a hunter in the future?

The Monkey King and his brothers looked at each other and all showed a happy expression.

For them, there are as many bows as the banyan tree, and there is no need to cut them from the trees without cutting them on twenty bows.

The Monkey King nodded and said to the monkey at the entrance of the cave: "Go and get fifty bows and arrows."

While Zhang Dapeng was stunned, several monkeys carried a bunch of bows and arrows and walked in and placed them on the ground. There were new and old inside, but they all looked very good.

These are all made bows and arrows. I don’t know what material to make the bowstrings. Anyway, if Zhang Dapeng makes them, they will definitely not be so beautiful. They are standard and awesome.

Xiao King Kong glanced at Zhang Dapeng, got up and went to pick up the two, and picked out twenty of them.

"You are really real! You don't know if you buy one and get one free one? Have you never heard of losing one and paying ten?"

"So what if you pick twenty-five ones? At worst, you can say you don't know the numbers!"

"This unlucky child!"

Zhang Dapeng was also helpless: it was obvious that the monkey group did not lack bows and arrows, and he could take out tens of thousands of handfuls, but he could take one less piece of the things on him.

"Class leader, there seems to be no bow made of tree roots here."

If you don’t take advantage, you will die, Zhang Dapeng asked with a dry cough.

The Monkey King nodded: "That banyan tree is less than five hundred years old and cannot be considered a purple banyan tree, so we don't know how to use the roots of the tree. Besides, is there anyone in your territory who can make bows? If you use the roots of the banyan tree as bows, if you don't have a suitable bow string, it will be a waste of resources."

It's such a topic of tears for men and women.

Not to mention the territory, there are no ones who can shoot arrows!

But since you are here, you have to fight for it no matter what. Only by making the roots of the purple banyan tree can you make a magic bow. You can go back first and find someone who can make the bow to help in the future!

Thinking of this, Zhang Dapeng looked up and bowed his hand to speak, but suddenly found that the Monkey King was staring at him for a moment, as if... he was looking forward to it!

"this……"

Zhang Dapeng's thoughts were constantly changing: This Monkey King asked me for help, but I can't say it clearly, and it's definitely related to making a bow!

The Monkey King saw that Zhang Dapeng had noticed it and couldn't help but exclaim in his heart: It turns out that it is a human race, much smarter than a monkey.

Thinking of this, the Monkey King sighed and continued (hint) and said: "Domeditor Lord, if you don't use bows well, you will naturally not understand the knowledge. For example, what material should be used for this bow string, how to make the bow string, how to maintain bows and arrows when the weather is too hot, how to use bows and arrows when the weather is too cold, there is too much knowledge here."

"It's not that I'm stingy, nor that I feel sorry for the roots of those banyan trees. It's that you took them away and ruined them. Do you understand?"

"Class leader!"
Chapter completed!