Chapter 387 (1/2)
Facing the three arrows, Lin Nantian didn't dodge. He clenched his hands and made a fist, and shot at the arrow.
One side of Yunhao, can clearly see that Lin Nantian's fist, since a burst of white waves, the waves include his fists.
Touch!
The fist and the arrow collided, and three arrows broke.
Lin Nantian is safe and sound, just a layer of ice on his fist. With one hand, he broke the ice from the surface of his skin, looked at the broken ice under his feet in shock, and said: ”turn the air into rain, condense the rain into ice! How can you use such means, you little girl! ”
Lin Nantian was not shocked. All his life, they practiced Qi. First, Qi was introverted to improve their physical fitness, and then Qi was released to hurt people. But it took a lot of solid foundation to condense Qi into ice flame.
If not, true Qi is not enough to support such a move.
It is Lin Nantian. What he can do now is to let his true Qi out and hurt people through the air. Even if he tries his best, what he can do is to condense a small flame in the palm of his hand.
But the lethality of this little flame is very low.
Now among all the ancient warriors in Southeast China, the only one who can do these moves is to turn gas into rain, condense rain into ice, and burn dust into fire. The only one who can give full play to the power of these moves is Buddha.
But this little girl with silver hair can do it!
If Youxi really had the power of Buddha, Lin Nantian would not have any hesitation. He would put down Yunhao and turn around and run. But Lin Nantian judged from the breath of Youxi that the strength of this silver haired girl would never reach the level of Buddha!
At most, that is to say, to be in the same realm with him.
The realm is the same, why can she use such means?
What Lin Nantian thought of was only one kind of possibility, Kung Fu!
The more advanced the skill is, the more powerful it will be. There may be some magical skill that will enable this woman to exert her power in a low level.
”Well! Sure enough, the people in Linyuan pavilion are unusual. ” Lin Nantian snorted and said, ”but with your strength now, you can't save him.”
Lin Nantian's voice just fell, a group of Lin's disciples rushed to Youxi one after another.
Youxi held the ice bow without any shaking. On the hand holding the bow string, there were three ice arrows. As soon as her three fingers were released, the ice arrows flew towards those Lin disciples who rushed to her.
It is clear that the arrow is shot from the same angle, but it is shot at different people at different speeds and angles.
In the face of these flying arrows, the Lin family's disciples didn't neglect them. Their masters could fight them with their fists. They didn't have the same ability.
Only see these Lin's disciples, each means, or wrong body Dodge, or take out a weapon from behind, ruthlessly toward the arrow cut in the past.
However, Youxi's attack is not just an end to the tide.
Other archers, after shooting the arrows in their hands, need to take out the arrows again from the quiver on their back. Although the bending time is not long, if it can be omitted, the speed of archery will be faster.
Youxi doesn't need the action of holding the arrow. She holds the hand of the bowstring, clenching and releasing, clenching and releasing, and the cold arrows constantly appear in his hands.
In a short time, countless cold arrows, like a raging tide, shot at the disciples of the Lin family.