Great God King/C75 Gold Shooting Bow
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C75 Gold Shooting Bow

"Sect Leader, let's do our best. If they resist to the death, there is nothing we can do." Li Kui had just acknowledged and ordered a group of cultivators to charge up.

Sou sou sou!

Streams of Zhen Qi brought with them the sharp sound of wind as they rushed over. The Dongyue Clan's cultivators immediately used their Zhen Qi to counterattack, and the explosion echoed in the night sky.

An inconceivable scene appeared in front of their eyes. Once the Zhen Qi released by the two sides collided with each other, those cultivators from the Zhongyue Sect seemed to not have any fighting strength. They all fell to the ground, struggling to not get up.

"Hehe, you're actually so weak." Tong Yansong chuckled.

"NO!" "Amongst the Five Elements, the Mu Clan is the savior of the Earth. When the Hong Yue Sect was imparting the techniques to us, they specially set up the Huang Ming Technique of the Zhongyue Sect to be unable to defeat our Dongyue Sect's Qingyuan Art." Wang Baoyu said.

"Baoyu is truly a genius, to be able to guess the trap set by the Hong Yue Sect. One can only imagine, if he were to choose the wrong target, the loss would be extremely miserable." Shen Wansan couldn't help praising.

"No wonder Baoyu chose to attack the Central Yue Sect first. The five elements are able to restrain him." Tong Yan Song was completely convinced.

These cultivators of the Zhongyue Sect seemed to have been crippled in their martial arts and could not release any of their true energy. Li Kui laughed out loud and ordered the two cultivators to watch these people and continue to attack.

Perhaps because they saw the miserable situation of their fellow sect members, the twenty cultivators that rushed over used a different method to attack and at the same time threw out a Fireball Charm.

As Li Kui gave the order to fight back with the fireball talisman, the cultivators of the Dongyue Clan also threw out their fireball talismans.

The loud explosion was deafening. The falling flames were so hot, it seemed as if the ground beneath his feet had been set ablaze.

The crowd was stunned once again. It was clear that the fireball talisman from the Dongyue Clan was five times more powerful than the opponent's. The surging heat wave immediately blew all the cultivators from the Zhongyue Sect away. The same fate as the first batch, they fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

"Why is the power of this Fireball Symbol so powerful?" Li Kui was dumbstruck. He hadn't expected this at all.

"Haha, this is the Fireball Charm modified by the Sect Leader. It is unique to the entire world." Tong Yan Song laughed loudly, and his complacency was written all over his face.

The Sect Leader was actually a talisman crafting expert, causing Li Kui to have a whole new level of respect for him. His confidence increased as he ordered several cultivators to chase after the fleeing opponents.

The cultivators of the East Peak Martial School had nothing to fear. They chased up to the old man and easily subdued him as long as their zhenqi hit him. They then moved him to the back to guard him.

Without any mishaps, with the suppression from his technique, coupled with the powerful fireball talisman and body shattering talisman, the enemy had been defeated. They were either sent to the rear of the prison or injured and escaped.

In order to be safe, Shen Wanfang went over to take a look at the cultivators of the Zhongyue Sect who were being guarded and told Wang Baoyu that it would be difficult to recover their cultivation levels within six hours.

Wang Baoyu smiled disdainfully. In less than six hours, the remaining cultivators of the Zhongyue Sect simply didn't dare to fight anymore. They had long since hidden themselves, and the Sect Leader's small tower was within reach.

The head of the Zhongyue Sect was called Ge Zhaofeng, the only late stage Foundation Establishment cultivator. Moreover, the sect didn't even have an elder with a high cultivation level.

However, he still had doubts in his heart. Up until now, the Zhongyue Sect had suffered a crushing defeat. As the Sect Leader, Ge Zhaofeng did not participate. This was extremely abnormal.

Wang Baoyu and his men finally surrounded the small building. It was completely silent inside, and no one knew what Ge Suifeng was thinking.

"Du Min, what happened to Ge Zhaofeng? Isn't it here? " Wang Baoyu turned around and asked.

"He … he must be here. I just saw him a few days ago." Du Min replied timidly.

"Let him come out and meet me!"

"Sect Head Wang, aren't you making things difficult for me?"

Right at this moment, Wang Baoyu's left middle finger grew numb. A scene appeared in his mind. An old man was wiping his hand with a small golden bow.

It was a magical equipment!

Wang Baoyu was shocked. He had never thought that the Zhongyue Sect would actually have another magical equipment. Perhaps it was something they had also obtained through bribing that Feng Emissary.

"Quick, retreat! Ge Zufeng has a magical equipment!" Wang Baoyu shouted.

Everyone immediately retreated a hundred meters back. The door to the building was pushed open and Ge Suifeng walked out with bloodshot eyes. He held a small golden bow in his hand.

He had wanted to hide by the window and kill this arrogant fellow with a small animal, but he didn't expect him to find out.

"I recognize this magic item. It is called the Gold Shooting Bow. With his cultivation, once it is shot out, only Aurous Core stage cultivators would be able to block it." Tong Yan Song said.

This was truly a risky move. Wang Baoyu sucked in a breath of cold air. Shen Wanfang's face darkened as he snorted, "This old man will go and fight him!"

"Array formation, everyone work hard together to support Elder Shen." Wang Baoyu gave the order in a loud voice.

Under Li Kui's instructions, all the cultivators of East Peak Martial School present quickly formed a circular arc and clenched the Fireball Charm in their hands.

The Concealment Qi had misled Ge Zhaofeng. Right now, he only considered Shen Wanfang to be a late Foundation Establishment cultivator. With a disdainful sneer on his face, he retrieved a yellow arrow from his waist and unceremoniously nocked it.

"Die!"

A ray of golden light, which carried along this frightening, sharp presence, instantly pounced towards Shen Wanfang.

Almost everyone felt a huge pressure pressing down on them as their chests swelled to the point that they were on the verge of vomiting blood.

Shen Wansan's hands opened and closed. A surge of boundless true energy immediately surged forward, colliding with each other and producing an earth-shattering explosion.

It had to be said that the power of the Gold Shooting Bow was much greater than one could imagine. Although Shen Wansan was not injured, he had to travel a few hundred meters before he managed to stabilize himself.

Ge Zhe Feng revealed an astonished expression and was stunned on the spot. No matter how he thought about it, he could not understand how a late Foundation Establishment cultivator could block this arrow.

He couldn't miss a chance. Taking advantage of the moment when Ge Zhaofeng was distracted, Wang Baoyu pointed his sword forward. All the cultivators immediately rushed forward and threw their fireball talismans at him.

Dozens of enormous fireballs gathered together, forming a vast sea of fire. Before Ge Chunfeng could even draw another yellow arrow, he was engulfed by the scorching flames.

The might of the Fireball Charm did not stop there. It continued to rush forward, completely collapsing the small building and setting the ruins on fire.

A figure rushed out from the sea of flames. It was Ge Zhaofeng. His hair was still covered with flames, but the Gold Shooting Bow in his hand had been blown away.

"Whether you want to live or die, it's up to you." Wang Baoyu disdainfully smiled.

"I must kill you!"

Ge Chenfeng roared again and again, waving his palms in unison. Streams of powerful true energy rushed towards Wang Baoyu and the others who were standing in the center area.

"If you don't want to live, then die!" Wang Baoyu gave a cold humph and then suddenly flicked his finger at Ge Zhaofeng.

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