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Lush hills, deserted and plains, the wind blows the forests and the grass leaves fly. In the distance, there is a faint sound of iron hooves and arrows intertwined, and the wolves rising and falling one after another howls, but here it is silent as if dead. The mountain wind blows away the grass and trees, and what cannot be blown away is the bloody that is rich and insoluble in the air.

Ma Han leaned behind the tree, stepped on the branch, hung the Five Stone Bow, pulled out the Demon Eye Bow, and then picked out a pure iron arrow - this is one of the standard arrows for the Demon Eye Bow, a pure iron arrow weighing five pounds, that is, a far-range sniper heavy arrow; the other is a medium- and close-range arrow weighing one pound and two pounds. Ma Han had a premonition that the archer on the big tree two hundred steps away is worth his use of this heavy arrow.

After a long time, the other party finally spoke, his voice clear and his energy was abundant, and he could hear clearly two hundred steps apart: "If you can make such amazing archery skills, if you are not mistaken, Zunjia must be the 'Kumbotulu' mentioned by the Xianbei people and the Wuwan people - Ma Duwei, the 'Greedy Wolf Shooter."

Ma Han took a deep breath, his energy sinks into his dantian, and his voice is thunderous: "I am Ma Han, you are the one who reveals the list of wolf hunters, why do you do this?"

The archer in the forest was silent for a while and said loudly: "It is said that the Xianbei people that the commander snatched their holy weapon demon-eye bow and could hold this bow and kill the enemy thousands of steps away. This is how the Xianbei Lord Ke Bi Neng was severely injured. Is this true?"

Ma Han frowned: "You took the risk of killing wolves and led me to come, just to figure out this?"

The forest saber said nothing, and seemed to have made a default.

"Okay, I won't tell him the ordinary people, but for your sincerity, I'll tell you the truth-The Demon Eye Bow is in my hands, it's not wrong for Kebi to be severely injured by me, but not a thousand steps, but four hundred steps."

Four hundred steps! The pupils of the forest sniper shrink into needles. If Ma Han said that he had sniped the enemy thousands of steps, he would really sneer, but it would be credible to say that it was true that four hundred steps were convincing. But he still had doubts. The legendary Demon Eye Bow has the power of twelve stone bows, and it is certainly no problem to shoot four hundred steps, but how can the other party pull it away? More importantly, how can the other party shoot accurately? Four hundred steps, the person is like an ant, and he is mixed in a group of "ants". How to identify who is the target? And how to accurately hit the target? This is what he wants to know the most. Of course, he would not naively think that the other party would tell him. That's why he came up with this plan to attract Ma Han's attention, go out of the city to pursue, and create an opportunity that allows him to personally experience the real answer.

The archer in the forest spoke slowly: "I have been accustomed to shooting for twenty years, and used five stone bows to shoot a hundred-step ring, traveling all over Qingzhou and Liaodong, and competed with Wuwan, a master of the world's elite cavalry. The Xianbei archer was invincible. He heard that the Duwei's magical skills traveled thousands of miles, from Liaodong to Liaoxi, and did not hesitate to sacrifice his life to fight wolves just to seek a gift of an arrow."

Ma Han smiled and replied: "You can convince the Xianbei people and Wuwan people who are above the top, and your archery skills will definitely be extraordinary. If you directly come to the White Wolf City Duwei Mansion to challenge me, I will immediately order you to go out without saying a word. But here, I will give you a chance."

"Oh? Why is this?"

"Because in White Wolf City, I am the guardian of the city, you are just a ranger and are not qualified to fight me. But here, you and I are both werewolves, not talking about identity or status, only the bow in your hand and the arrow on the string determine everything."

"Hahaha! This really hit my heart. Just by saying this, I knew that the lieutenant must be a real snatcher."

"If you want to shoot an arrow against me, it's best to turn around before I can. Are you ready?"

“Teach it anytime.”

The two of them stopped abruptly, the sound of hooves in the distance gradually faded, and the howling of wolves gradually weakened. The sky was gloomy and the wind was getting stronger, sweeping through the two woods, branches and leaves rustled and rustling, and people leaned on the branches, and moved with them.

The body is unstable, the strong wind is fierce, the branches and leaves are hidden, and the light is dim. These are all taboos for snipers, but under all kinds of unfavorable conditions, the Ma Han and the forest snatcher will soon change their arrows.

As Ma Han said, he agreed to shoot at the same time, and he was really giving the opponent a shot. With Ma Han's current identity, how could he accept the challenge of the nameless? If any cat and dog can come to challenge, and then Ma Han will face the challenge again, then he will not be the commander of the Han cavalry, a high-ranking official of the 2,000-stone, but the owner of the martial arts hall.

In fact, in the past month, there have been more than a dozen groups of Wuwan, a good cavalryman in Xianbei, who requested a battle with "Kumbotulu" in front of the Duwei Mansion. After being driven away by the White Wolf Cavalry in Wuzhui, he retreated and asked to observe the Demon Eye Bow. As a result, anyone who did not leave within a stick of incense would be arrested. When his tribe or tribe members requested release, they would be paid for the ransom to be received by the grassland rules.

Over a period of time, the ransom alone collected property worth three to four hundred thousand yuan. So much so that Bailang Chang Tian Yu laughed and said that the city guards opened the door and compared arrows, and the losers paid the ransom for several years. In one year, no, the income can be worth half a year of taxes in Bailang City.

Of course this is a joke. Ma Han is the lord of a city, the leader of a clan, the pillar of the Hange tribe, and the spiritual leader of the White Wolf Knight. How could he easily compete with an unknown person with an arrow? If others lose, it will be a life. If he loses, the foundation he just built will disappear. Who would wear new shoes and step on shit?

The reason why Ma Han agreed to shoot against the forest snatcher was not only because the other party was indeed sincere, but even risked himself to take risks and fight the wolf alone to seek a fight, but more importantly, he was very interested in this person - the Central Plains Swordsman from Qingzhou, from the Three Kingdoms era, with many heroes, will this person surprise him?

The clouds rolled in the sky, the wind became stronger and stronger, the treetops swayed, and the branches and leaves danced wildly, but at some point, the sky and the earth seemed to be quiet. Just under this strange and extremely quiet, a pop sound suddenly burst out, and two black and white lights and shadows that were hard to tell from the naked eye flew out from the treetops and forests.

The black light was as fast as lightning. When it reached a distance of 150 steps, the white light had just flew out fifty steps, and the two lights and shadows collided accurately.

Bang! A firecracker-like explosion sounded in the air, and the white light shattered and turned into pieces of wood chips. In the blink of an eye, the strong wind was swept away to the point where it went.

The black light was just slightly off, and its domineering momentum remained unabated, and it flashed away-

Puff! There was a strange noise in the forest, and then everything returned to silence.

Ma Han took a deep breath, and his face showed a shock for the first time. He knew the power of his arrows very well: a twelve-stone super bow, a full string strike, and the initial speed of the arrow was almost comparable to a pistol bullet. Due to the sharp friction between the arrow and the air, a sonic boom even occurred. He felt that his opponent was very strong. Although it was a competition, although he admired his opponent very much, he would never show mercy once the arrows were facing each other, otherwise he might be the one who lay down.

Since you ask for a gift of one arrow, you must have the awareness of death.

The collision between the two arrows in the air was not a coincidence or a tacit understanding, but a slasher in the forest. The other party obviously realized that the arrow could not avoid it at all, so he was on the verge of the army, touching the arrow with the arrow, intending to shoot down the iron arrow.

The iron arrow shot at nearly bullet speed was actually hit by the opponent's attack. It was so accurate and accurate predicted magical skill. Ma Han asked himself that he could not do it. If this arrow was shot at himself, then the only thing he could do was to flash as fast as possible.

Use attacks to attack, use arrows to break arrows, and lose a slight mistake, and blood will splatter and die. Do you need to be more confident or desperate to do this?

"Good archery!" Ma Han smiled and jumped down from the big tree. "Are you okay? Just show it out if you have nothing to do." He heard it clearly. His iron arrow shot on the trunk and should not have hurt the man. The iron arrow was shaken by a slight margin. When it flew towards the target, the error was at least one foot. The so-called slight margin is a thousand miles away, and it is almost the same.

Almost at the same time, a person jumped off the tree opposite, about twenty-five or six years old, with a blue cloth head wrapped around, a thick jacket, handsome face, a bee-armed waist, nearly eight feet tall, only a little shorter than the Ma Han. Two halberds were inserted on the back, and a slender arm was holding a big black and shiny bow, and a pair of bright black eyes that were similar to the bow color. When they opened and closed, two needle-like rays were shot out, which was as terrifying as the arrow he shot. However, the most eye-catching thing at this moment was not his pupils, but a thin blood thread on his left cheek. If you observe carefully, you can see a little like needle-like wood thorns piercing the flesh...

"The fast arrow is invincible, the long shot is unparalleled. It turns out that this is the strength of the Greedy Wolf Shooter." The young archer lowered his bow and bowed, "Thank you for your advice from Ma Duwei, I lost."

Ma Han said lightly: "Since you lose, leave your name, I see how much ransom can be worth."

The young saber laughed in silence: "I am just a prodigal son wandering in Liaodong. I have enough food today and don't know where to eat tomorrow. I'm afraid I'll disappoint the captain."

"No!" Ma Han smiled and pointed at the other party, "You are the most valuable. Even if you are an unknown person now, with this archery technique, you will definitely become famous all over the world in the future."

The young saber smiled brightly, and his handsome and sunny: "In this way, I borrow the words of the Duwei Ji, hoping that the name of Donglai Taishi Ci will resound throughout the world in the future. A real man should do this!"
Chapter completed!