Chapter 263 – The magic but formation (1/2)
Chapter 263 - The magic but formation
A magical and beautiful stream of light flowed on the surface of Feng Xing’s longbow. Feng Xing had injected almost all of his power into the bow already, just for this shot.
With Feng Xing’s current power, he could only shoot three arrows like the one he had used to kill the Yu Clan young man, in the period of one day. Except, the shot he was about to make this time, possessed the combined power of his last two possible shots into one arrow.
With the double amount of power, the golden glowing arrow directly transformed into a beam of light and darted out, many times faster than the last one had, and was over ten times more destructive. The bowstring shook intensely and cut all five fingers of Feng Xing’s right hand, shedding large drops of blood on the magically glowing bow.
Taking a deep breath, Feng Xing didn’t even have enough time to check the result of his shot, turned around at his highest speed and rushed away. Cyan streams of wind rose behind his back, turning into a pair of cyan-coloured wind wings, which were slightly attached onto his back.
Tens of shreds of afterimages flashed across the air and Feng Xing dissappeared in the woods after rising and falling a few times.
The arrow was shot out like a lightning bolt, as if it was the sign of death.
The Yu Clan man, who had just taken the two big Jia Clan warriors over, and was enjoying the envious stares of his fellows, smiled and was about to say something. Suddenly, his armour began shining and countless complicated spell symbols spurted out from it, transforming into twelve blood-red light chains, swiftly rotating around his body along with an piercing metal clashing noise.
The golden arrow darted over like a sharp beam of light, while those blood-red chains bumped against it one after another.
Blood-red and golden light spots burst out around the young man of the Yu Clan. Along with a series of creaking noise, those blood-red long chains shattered one after another, and the golden arrow continued moving forward and momently approached the face of the Yu Clan man.
The Yu Clan man let out a desperate scream. A blood-red, round jade talisman was already in his hand, which he only needed to crumble. This magic talisman made by an elder of his family would release a peak Magus King level protection for him.
Although this shot, launched by Feng Xing with all of his power, was incredibly destructive, it would never manage to break through a peak Magus King level protection.
However, just after having gripped the talisman in his hand, the arrow pierced deeply into the erect eye on his forehead. The three foot and six inch long arrow, made from ordinary ironwood and a steel arrowhead, which you could buy a thousand with a jade coin, deeply piercing into the head of this Yu Clan man, after which, a tight sphere of golden light suddenly exploded.
The head of the Yu Clan man was blown up abruptly, and the golden arrow darted out through his helmet, poking into the heart of a Yu Clan young man, standing right behind him.
“Great Blood Moon!” All the other Yu Clan young men screamed out loud, popping up their eyes and watching the golden arrow pierce through another exquisite armour that was made by the master craftsman of the Blood Moon, sending the Yu Clan young, man flying for over a hundred zhang far, with a blue face.
The golden arrow let out a loud buzzing noise while vibrating intensely, nailing the Yu Clan young man, whose heart was punctured by the arrow, on a cliff. After that, the arrow dimmed down, and the golden glow wrapped around it suddenly exploded once again. The arrow turned into a puff of ash and dissipated into the air, while a huge hole had been left in the chest of the Yu Clan young man.
“Help…” The Yu Clan young man fell on the ground while moaning. Twelve Jia Clan warriors, who were guarding around him, hurriedly rushed up in a great panic, took out all the life-saving medicines they had and poured them into the mouth of their master, whether it was a waste or not.
Moreover, a few Jia Clan warriors even cut their own wrists, activating their precious spirit blood and shed it on the chest of the Yu Clan young man. The wounded Yu Clan young man began incanting a spell loudly, while a blood-red swirl rotated fast inside his erect eye. The blood of the Jia Clan warriors, which contained great amounts of life-force in it, was being absorbed by his wound quickly. At the same time, the muscles around his wound started to squirm and the wound shrunk rapidly into a fist-size.
“Such a horrible arrow!” The other Yu Clan young men glanced at each other and whispered. They were all frightened by Feng Xing’s shot, so much that they didn’t even dared to talk out loud.