Chapter 671 It's our turn

"Kill! Shoot Yi Feng at me!" An Yi roared angrily, and more than a thousand people were suppressed by Yi Feng alone, which he could not accept no matter what.

Although everyone was shocked by Yi Feng, they relied on the large number of people and the powerful, and they also pulled the bows and arrows here, and the sharp arrows galloped towards Yi Feng and the third prince. This round of attacks was even more crazy than before. Almost everyone's bows were pulled, wanting to shoot Yi Feng here in one sentence.

"Grass……"

The sharp arrows in the sky made it difficult for Yi Feng to deal with. Several sharp arrows were passing by his body, almost killing him. Yi Feng turned his head and looked at the rolling smoke from the burning house behind him, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Yi Feng turned his head and looked at the third prince who was rubbed by a sharp arrow and brought out a bloody mark. Yi Feng shouted loudly: "Third Prince, you hold on for a while, and we will be able to kill us soon!"

The third prince was powerless to talk, but he shouted loudly, and the vortex surrounding him became even thicker. The sharp arrow was instantly pulled by the vortex and shot into the distance. The third prince formed a void area around him.

An Yi looked at the power of the third prince, and couldn't help but sigh on his face. He had not achieved such success at the age of the third prince back then. Thinking of the third prince's endurance of having such power, he also had admiration in his heart. Even for his brother, the current blue emperor An Yi, had never admired him. But he still couldn't help but admire his nephew.

Whether it is his scheming ability or his talent for warriors, the third prince is better than him. It’s a pity that such a young handsome talent will fall here with another young genius.

"Get an arrow!" An Yi shouted loudly.

Immediately someone sent a characteristic bow and arrow to An Yi's hand. An Yi looked at Yi Feng who kept flashing in the field and blocked the rain of arrows all over the sky, with a brutal light in his eyes.

An Yi used the arrow to pull the bowstring into a full moon, and all the Dou Qi was instilled onto the sharp arrow. He looked straight at Yi Feng, and looked at Yi Feng in the middle of the vortex. An Yi finally shouted loudly, and the sharp arrow full of his Dou Qi came out of the string.

The sharp arrows bring out the sound of breaking through the air, and there seems to be some dark cracks in the space wherever they pass.

This unstoppable arrow quickly passed through the space and approached Yi Feng. Yi Feng, who was in the center of the vortex, could not even resist or dodge all the sharp arrows in the sky. Yi Feng felt the sharp arrow behind him that could almost easily shoot through him, and he had no time to dodge.

An Yi looked at his sharp arrow and soon rushed to Yi Feng. His face was full of smiles. With Yi Feng's strength, it was impossible to avoid or take the sharp arrow. An Yi almost guessed that Yi Feng was shot through.

"Telection!"

But just as An Yi saw that the sharp arrow was about to touch Yi Feng's body, Yi Feng's figure suddenly disappeared. The sharp arrow pierced through the void and shot hard into the ground. Soon the entire arrow body was immersed in the ground, but I didn't know how deep it had penetrated into the ground.

"impossible!"

An Yi yelled, he couldn't believe that Yi Feng could avoid the arrow he had to kill. But when he clearly watched Yi Feng appear on the other side, An Yi finally accepted this fact.

"Telection! It's actually teleportation!" An Yi gritted his teeth twice. He looked at Yi Feng gloomyly and shouted angrily, "I want to see how many teleportation you can perform! Take the arrow!"

An Yi took an arrow from the soldier and pulled the sharp arrow again. The sharp arrow rushed towards Yi Feng again with the sound of breaking through the air.

"snort!"

Yi Feng snorted coldly. Yi Feng, who was already prepared for it, naturally did not have the effect of the first arrow just now. However, if An Yi wants to see how many times he can teleport, let him see it.

Yi Feng sneered, looking at the thick fog that had spread more and more, turned to look at the third prince, and saw that he could barely block the rain of arrows in the sky, Yi Feng was also slightly relieved.

"Telection!"

Just when An Yi's sharp arrow was about to touch Yi Feng, Yi Feng shouted again and teleported, almost making An Yi vomit blood.

At the same time, Yi Feng did not forget to use the soul-catching technique. Yi Feng did not use any advanced soul-catching technique, but just used the most basic soul-catching technique to condense energy to form a giant palm, and then pressed towards the soldiers. Although he could only take away more than ten lives at a time, his momentum was extremely shocking, especially the tragic situation of the soldiers being flattened, which was unbearable to see.

An Yi saw that Yi Feng could even kill the people on their side under such a dense rain of arrows and his sharp arrows. His face turned pale in an instant, and his hands were tightly grasping the bow and arrow, and the blue veins rioted. He was obviously extremely angry. However, An Yi also had a new understanding of the soul-capturing master, and he was worthy of being the most strange and noble soul-capturing master, which really made people jealous.

"Yi Feng, I want you to die!" An Yi said word by word.

Yi Feng blocked a rain of arrows with sharp arrows, and said calmly without any expression in his tone: "It depends on your methods!"

"You guys come on for me and shoot me together!" An Yi said to the couple behind him.

When the third prince heard An Yi's words, his face turned pale. These arrow rains were the ultimate he could deal with. If he added another team, he would definitely not be able to deal with it.

The third prince turned his head and looked at Yi Feng, and saw a sneer on the corner of his mouth. The third prince couldn't help but move his footsteps, trying to approach Yi Feng, but under the rain of arrows, it was so difficult for him to move one step.

The third prince would rather face the siege of thousands of people than face the siege of thousands of sharp arrows.

Yi Feng also doesn't like to face the surrounds of thousands of sharp arrows, which poses great danger to him. Even if he was forced to retreat under thousands of sharp arrows, he might have been suppressed by An Yi.

"Master Feng! What should I do?" The third prince shouted loudly when he saw that a man behind him had already taken the arrow, but for this distraction, two sharp arrows wiped his body again, and two faint blood marks appeared on his arm, causing a cold sweat to emerge from the third prince's back.

"They haven't used their bows and arrows for long!"

Yi Feng looked at the thick smoke that had arrived in the soldiers' camp, and his heart sneered slightly.

Although the third prince didn't know what Yi Feng meant, he breathed a sigh of relief. He believed Yi Feng's words because Yi Feng would not joke about his life either.

"ah……"

Just as the people were about to start shooting again, soldiers suddenly twitched, and white foam surged from the corners of their mouths.

An Yi was shocked when he smelled a strange smell in the void. He shouted in horror: "The smoke is poisonous, everyone holds their breath and covers their noses with water."

When everyone heard An Yi say this, they quickly held their breath. They poured out the water from the military pot one by one, covering their mouths and noses.

Seeing that An Yi reacted so easily, Yi Feng sneered and murmured to himself: "You are so quick to react. How long can I hold my breath for me?"

"The Third Prince, now we have changed our actions!" Yi Feng sneered, thinking that because of the poison, these archers finally stopped attacking.

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