Turbulent Times Chapter 352: Unexpected strength

The rumbling sound of falling boulders and the neighing of people and horses at the corner had startled the crowd as they dismounted from their horses, and the scene became chaotic. At this time, the people and horses at the corner of Shenjian collided with each other again, causing a domino effect immediately.

In a few breaths, many people fell from their horses, or their horses screamed and fell to the ground, and then were trampled into flesh and blood by their companions.

"Idiot, there is an ambush among us, hurry to the front exit, ah! Damn it, be careful with bows and arrows——" Yang Hushi yelled angrily with a pale face.

It's just that his voice is covered by the noise of people screaming and neighing, and I don't know how many people can hear him.

Even if they heard it, how many people could escape, and then the arrows that fell from the sky, affected by gravity, both their speed and strength increased several times. And as everyone rushed to the exit leading to Black Rock Mountain, the shooting distance was getting closer and closer, and the defenseless arrows shot straight at the front.

"Swish swish swish—"

"Ah——"

Before Yang Hushi finished chanting, hundreds of arrows shot from high altitude to the deep stream, and in the blink of an eye, nearly a hundred people and their horses were shot through.

Since then, the screams have continued to rise and fall, and have not stopped.

Those hundreds of arrows are not shot at one time, but they are continuous without any pause in the middle, and the mountain stream is difficult to dodge because of the narrow terrain, it is purely a living target.

Yang Hu yelled loudly, and roared: "If you want to survive, follow me forward, and you will be safe if you get out of the deep stream."

After shouting, Yang Hushi used his hands and legs to stabilize the frightened horse, and then ran towards the exit in the direction of Heishi Mountain.

When this person and one horse were less than 300 meters away from the exit.

Whoosh!

There was a sound of breaking through the air, and an arrow appeared in front of Yang Hushi's eyes.

"Pa——"

Yang Hushi's expression remained unchanged, he swung the long knife casually in his hand, but hit the arrow with precision, and the arrow was split into pieces in an instant. But his speed is also inevitably affected.

Whoosh!

"Crack!"

There were two sounds, and another arrow was shot, which was split by Yang Hushi.

In this way, the arrows shot from the exit one by one.

As one person and one horse got closer to the exit, the arrows shot at him naturally became faster and faster, often the moment the faint sound of pulling the bowstring at the exit sounded, the arrows had already reached his eyes.

When the sixth arrow came, Yang Hushi finally couldn't keep up with the speed of the arrow.

In a blink of an eye, the moment the long knife in his hand was about to hit the arrow, the arrow had already reached his head, Yang Hushi's expression changed, and his head suddenly turned to the left.

There was a sound of "嗤——".

"Ah! My ears."

"Ah——"

Yang Hushi dodged past the vital points of his head, but he couldn't dodge all of them after all. While the blood was splattering, a large piece of his ear was instantly shot off.

After the arrow pierced the ear, the speed slowed down slightly, but it still hit the eye of a soldier who followed closely behind.

The soldier fell off his horse with a scream, but was trampled to a pulp by the horse behind him in an instant. However, his horse was frightened, roaring and jumping wildly, which inevitably affected the people behind.

At this time, Yang Hushi and his horse were less than 20 meters away from the exit.

Yang Hushi's screams caused by the severe pain caused by his crushed ear have not yet come to an end, another arrow has already arrived in front of his eyes.

At this moment, a trace of madness and cruelty flashed in Yang Hushi's eyes, and he raised his left arm instantly to face the arrow.

"嗤——"

With a muffled grunt, the arrow pierced through the forearm, and then shot from the top of Yang Hu's stone to the back, screaming again, and another unlucky soldier fell from the horse with a heavy arrow, and was trampled to death by the horse behind .

The moment Yang Hushi raised his arm, his body suddenly shrank and slipped, and he was already under the horse's crotch, just dodging another arrow that was shot from behind.

After this toss, the war horse brought Yang Hushi less than ten meters away from the exit.

At this moment, with a ferocious expression on his face, Yang Hushi slashed at the horse's **** with a little force. The horse hissed in pain and accelerated violently, and the distance of ten meters passed in the blink of an eye.

Just when Wang Junlin was about to hit the stone wall built by others, a figure suddenly floated out from the horse's crotch and shot towards the exit where only one person could pass.

Yang Hushi was about to rush out of the mouth of the mountain stream, he had no time to breathe a sigh of relief, suddenly a warning sign sounded, a precious knife as thin as a cicada's wing, almost transparent, suddenly appeared and struck at the top of Yang Hushi.

At the same time, two long swords stabbed at Yang Hushi's legs like two poisonous snakes.

Yang Hushi's expression changed suddenly, and the long knife in his hand turned into a snow-white light to protect it in front of him.

"Keng! Keng! Keng!" The three metal and stone impacts sounded almost simultaneously.

Yang Hushi's face was extremely ugly, his body couldn't help but took three steps back, and returned to the deep stream.

Shen Guang and the two masters of the "ghost eye" organization under his command turned pale, and they couldn't help but took three steps back.

The three of them gathered their momentum for a long time, and joined forces to strike. Even if Yang Hushi, who was thought to be seriously injured, survived, at least he could be seriously injured. But I didn't expect the two sides to fight to a tie. Although they successfully forced the other side back to Shenjian, they still couldn't help but look solemn. You must know that Shen Guang is a peak master in the stagnation period, and the two ghost-eyed masters are also in the foundation building stage. If the three of them joined forces to attack a wounded person and it turned out to be a tie, there is only one possibility. A master of the stage of breaking the name.

It is a watershed to be promoted from stagnant stage to broken merit stage. Many people have not been able to cross this hurdle in their entire lives. Although the promotion is very difficult, the strength of the two levels is also very different.

So, Shen Guang and the two subordinates at the foundation stage were able to repel the injured Yang Hushi, which is considered pretty good.

Wang Junlin stood far away on the other side of the pit, watching the confrontation at Shenjiankou just now, he was slightly taken aback, Yang Hushi's strength was beyond his expectation.

Yang Hushi was repelled into the deep stream, afraid of the arrows above his head, he didn't dare to stay for a while.

The moment his foot landed on the ground, he took advantage of the momentum to slam on the ground, and with a loud roar, it was shot out from the mouth of the deep ravine like a fired shell.

Shen Guang and the others seemed to have expected it. Yang Hushi's figure had just appeared from the exit, and the three of them had already launched their attack again.

The Heavenly Cicada Knife in Shen Guang's hand was faintly visible, but he couldn't hear the slightest sound of breaking through the air. With his strange movement, it seemed to suddenly appear on top of Yang Hushi's head. legs.

However, the attacks of the three of them were obviously weaker than the previous attack with momentum, no matter in terms of power or momentum.

"Keng! Keng! Keng!"

The sound of gold and stone colliding rang again, Yang Hushi roared, his body couldn't help but took two steps back, and retreated into the deep stream again.