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

Chapter 397 Dao Master Takes Action (Additional Chapter 24)

The confrontation between the Golden Divine Arrow and the Black Tortoise Holy Arrow is still going on. If it is recalled at this moment, the Black Tortoise Holy Arrow will be unstoppable.

Its hardness is such that even if the arrow tip is shattered, it cannot be underestimated.

The old man had a gloomy face, but his aged body stood straight at this moment, and his eyes were shining with dazzling brilliance.

Even without the magic weapon, he is still at the top of the Taoist martial arts realm!
Eleven Feather Archers!

The last ancestor of the Western Yi!

There is no reason to be afraid of an arrow, let alone a holy arrow.

The aura of the Dao Wu realm quickly burst out from his body. At this moment, the old man's body resonated with the heaven and earth, and the air around him trembled with this majestic momentum.

"No one knows more about arrows than us Western Yi!" The old man murmured in a deep voice. Although his voice was not loud, it contained indescribable majesty and power: "How dare the arrows of Daqian be so presumptuous in front of me!"

He slowly raised his hands, palms facing upwards, as if pulling the invisible force between heaven and earth.

Rays of light flickered and transformed into countless arrows that surrounded his body, forming a complex and gorgeous pattern.

This is the ultimate understanding of archery by the Western Yi archers, using the heart of Tao to drive it and turn their will into reality.

These arrows gradually merged into one and turned into a dazzling golden arrow of light at an extremely fast speed.

It is about ten feet long and extremely huge.

Its power is not half as weaker than the golden divine arrow. On the contrary, due to the concentration of the heart of Tao, it is even harder and sharper!
At this moment, the third holy arrow cut through the sky and pointed directly at the old man's heart.

Just as the arrow was about to hit the old man's body, he suddenly shouted and pushed out the huge golden arrow of light in front of him.

The reason why the Daowu realm can crush the Shenwu realm is because this realm has begun to master some of the rules of the human world.

The power of returning to nature, under the influence of Tao heart, can theoretically transform into everything in the world.

This was also the fundamental reason why Jiang Lin, with his cultivation level of the eighth level in the Divine Martial Realm and the blessing of his Dao Heart, was able to suppress the 100,000 people who had practiced hard in the entire Mount Xumi by performing [The World is Like a Painting].

"Just a holy soldier!"

The golden arrow of light disappeared instantly from its original spot, and when it reappeared, it had collided with the holy arrow of the supervisor soldier.

The old man had an indifferent expression and glanced towards the Xuanwu Holy Soldier Arrow.

In his eyes, the golden arrows of light transformed from the power of Dao Wu Realm were enough to defeat any holy weapon in the world.

This is the fundamental reason why the Western Yi archers have been able to dominate for thousands of years. Divine weapons have never been their trump card!

However, the next second, the old man suddenly felt a palpitation.

He suddenly turned his gaze back, and the scene he saw made him exclaim: "How is this possible!"

The huge golden arrow had been broken in the middle by the third arrow, but its power remained undiminished and it continued to shoot towards him with unstoppable force.

The old man's face changed drastically, even though he was old and his strength was not as good as it was in his prime.

But his understanding of archery is even better.

The arrow of light condensed by the heart of Tao is powerful enough to fight against real divine weapons, so how could it be so easily broken by this holy weapon arrow!
There was no time to think, nor was there time to condense a second arrow of light.

He could only shout loudly and push out with both hands at the same time.

Unparalleled power was unleashed from his palms, shaking the heavens and the earth.

The area within hundreds of miles was shaking violently, shocked by the power of the Daowu Realm.

The sky was torn apart, the earth opened its huge mouth and let out a horrific roar.

Even the cliffs far away were constantly collapsing at this moment, extending into a deeper and longer chasm.

On the front battlefield, the ten archers were all horrified.

He was the ancestor of our own Daowu realm, an eleven-feathered archer who had lived for more than five hundred years. How could he be forced into this state by three arrows?

He had a bad feeling that something big might happen today!
He heard a rumbling sound and turned around, only to see General Meng and General Hong rising into the air from the army formation.

"kill!"

The more than two million border troops have been feeling very frustrated these days.

When they received the military order, their eyes suddenly turned bloodshot and they roared with unimaginable murderous intent.

"kill!"

The Daqian military formation is famous throughout the world.

An army of a thousand men can contend against the ninth level of Yuanwu Realm!

An army of ten thousand men can rival the Divine Martial Realm!

An army of one hundred thousand men can contend against the fifth rank of the Divine Martial Realm!
Even a ninth-rank Divine Martial Realm warrior would be wary of an army of a million men.

As for the army composed of more than two million people, even those at the peak of the Divine Martial Realm have to avoid it. Only those at the Dao Martial Realm who can change the world are the real opponents.

The presence of the eleven archers prevented the three generals from making any rash moves.

At this moment, Meng Shuai saw with his own eyes that the eleven-feather archer was entangled by three arrows. How could he let go of this opportunity?

A fierce murderous intent filled the air, turning into a thousand-mile river of blood that covered the sky and the sun.

Even the monsters were trembling at this moment.

Instinct made them want to escape from danger, but the barbarians on their bodies were whipping them desperately.

Various roars continued, and the chaos in the barbarian camp caused some disturbance among the Western Yi archers further behind.

Two hundred thousand Western Yi archers can easily annihilate two hundred thousand Daqian border troops.

But if the number of border troops increased tenfold, they knew very well that there would be only one outcome for them, which was to be massacred.

The fear that their ancestors had felt at the hands of the Daqian border army more than four hundred years ago emerged from their bones at this moment.

As the battle array continued to advance, the barbarians and Western Yi archers began to retreat.

Dozens of miles behind them was a cliff.

Beyond the cliff was a vast expanse of forest that had been almost completely destroyed. At this moment, the old man's strength was fully unleashed in the forest.

He felt the extreme danger and did not dare to be complacent, but he also did not think he would really be in any danger.

No matter how powerful the arrow is, it is just a holy weapon arrow after all and cannot kill a Taoist warrior!
However, the moment the Supervisor's Holy Soldier Arrow collided with his power, the old man's face froze.

Then, a look of horror appeared in his eyes.

He felt that his power was collapsing and disintegrating.

That arrow carries with it the power of rules that are difficult to understand.

The power that could easily block divine weapons and crush holy weapons has fallen from the altar at this moment.

This arrow seemed to explode the scorching sun in the sky. The Taoist martial arts power pushed out by the old man's palms was completely unstoppable and was easily broken.

Even before he had time to make the next move, it instantly pierced through his forehead.

The physical body of a Dao Wu realm cultivator is comparable to a divine weapon and is extremely powerful.

But this holy weapon arrow was so sharp that it seemed as if what was in front of it was not a Daowu realm, but a piece of paper.

When the skull was pierced, the old man's feelings became completely clear.

His body became soft as the arrow approached.

If it was originally a piece of hard divine iron, now it is full of holes inside.

Can't stop it, can't stop it at all!
The special effect of the divine red ancient iron is to reduce all attributes around it, which naturally includes the physical strength of the Daowu realm.

The holy arrow pierced the old man's skull and then penetrated the ground for hundreds of meters.

Even the Dao Wu realm cannot stop its attack, let alone the already soft soil.

boom--

The land within dozens of miles was violently churned, and all the grass, trees, and rocks on the ground were torn into pieces.

The old man's body trembled violently. This arrow was not only made of the divine red ancient iron, but also thousands of different materials.

Although the chaotic properties they condensed were slightly weaker, they still produced extremely strong destructive effects when they entered the old man's body.

His internal organs were instantly shattered to pieces, and the divinity in his bones was assimilated and absorbed, then transformed into the same type of power to launch waves of attacks.

The old man's body was like a water bag, with countless holes pierced through it from the inside.

The old man's face turned alternately blue and red. He could no longer hold back and vomited out large mouthfuls of blood along with broken internal organs.

This was the first time he had suffered such a serious injury since entering Daowu Realm.

There was an unconcealable shock in his eyes. How could it be possible!

Just one holy arrow not only broke through his defense, but also caused such great damage!

"What kind of arrow is this!?"

clang--

There was a sound, and it was the Xuanwu Holy Arrow that broke through the obstruction of the golden divine arrow and shot over, but was blocked by the divine bow that took the initiative to protect its master.

The power of the Black Tortoise Holy Arrow, whose tip had shattered, was only weakened by 20%, but its hardness and penetrating power were still there.

Even the divine bow of the Western Yi was cracked after a head-on collision.

The bowstring made a dull humming sound, as if the divine bow was wailing.

The old man came back to his senses, glanced at the cracks on the divine bow, and his face changed drastically.

He knocked the Xuanwu Holy Soldier Arrow away with a palm, but this made his injuries even more serious. Most of his head exploded and red and white objects flew everywhere.

Despite such terrible injuries, he was still alive, but he was no longer able to fight.

He grabbed the divine bow with his bloody hand, and then fled into the depths of the forest without looking back.

The Xuanwu Holy Weapon Arrow turned in mid-air and shot towards the fleeing figure again.

Above the forest, the figure with half of its head missing and large pieces of flesh falling out of its body from time to time looked so embarrassed as it fled.

There will also be such a day in Daowu realm.

If Jiang Lin were here, he would surely be impressed that the Daowu realm is not invincible after all.

But he might never be able to understand the inner feelings of the Eleven-Feather Archer. He wanted to curse, but he didn't know whose mother to curse.

Who on earth made such an outrageous arrow?

The Xuanwu Holy Soldier Arrow was chasing him swiftly. The old man swung his palm again and although he managed to repel it temporarily, his injuries became more serious.

The chaotic nature continued to rage in his body, almost hollowing out his entire body.

The vitality of Dao Wujing is indeed strong, but after all, they are not true gods.

If only skin is left, no matter how strong your vitality is, it will be useless.

Seeing the Black Tortoise Saint Arrow chasing after him again, the old man spat out a mouthful of blood and shouted: "Guo Jiuxing! Do you really want to see me die here!"

In the rune world of Xujian Dao, a figure shrouded in clouds and mist slowly opened his eyes.

He seemed to hear a cry coming from far away, filled with resentment.

The cold eyes looked forward, and seemed to penetrate the barriers of space and see the scene that he really wanted to see.

A blurry figure was running wildly in his eyes, and black arrows were chasing it from behind.

The leader of the Xujian Dao sect stretched out a hand and grabbed forward.

The whole world was shaking suddenly.

He took action.

(End of this chapter)