Chapter 342 (1/2)
Wang Xiaojian's face is cold. He opens his long bow and uses his descendant's skill to start a prairie fire.
The bow string warbled, and a rocket came out of the string and fell from the sky.
With the strong breath of King Wu, the rocket is dead.
All the Shang troops who were shot fell down and screamed.
The descendant skill, the fire energy brought by the fire arrow rain, ignites the street again.
The burning flame burns more violently.
The Shang army on its horses was in chaos.
Every general was shocked.
Zhao Tianpeng, the king of Wu, looked very ugly.
He suppressed his anger and looked in the direction of the arrow rain.
He has a strong sense of God.
When no one else could see the curtain of night, he saw a young boy standing on the roof with a bow in his hand.
Young boy, dressed in white robe, handsome, black hair flying.
Zhao Tianpeng recognized his identity immediately because of the strong breath of King Wu.
There is only one king of Wu in Xia kingdom.
This is Li Bai!
Zhao Tianpeng flashed a cold light in his eyes and said to Zhou Meng: ”general Zhou, you retreat, I will kill Li Bai!”
Zhou Meng was overjoyed and said, ”OK. King Wu of Zhao! Please, you have to kill him. Kill Li Bai, I will remember your first-class merit, we will retreat first! ”
”Retreat!”
Zhou Meng roared and ordered to retreat again.
On the burning street, there was the sound of horse neighing in panic.
Zhou Meng wanted to retreat orderly.
However, under the turbulent flames on both sides, the Shang army was in chaos.
At the order to retreat, they turned and ran.
There is no military discipline.
On the roof, Wang Xiaojian's face showed a cold smile when he watched the soldiers riding their horses and running away in the flames.
”A bunch of mobs who want to run, have you asked me?”
Once again, he raised the bow of the king of the elves and aimed at the fleeing generals of the Shang army. Then, in his eyes, he shot out the essence of penetrating the heaven and earth.
Disciplinary shooting!
Hum!
Wang Xiaojian drinks fiercely, words and thunder.
The transparent bowstring, which has been pulled to the extreme, gives out trembling sound.
The burning rocket, shooting from the string in the trembling sound, became a flamingo flying high in mid air.
Phoenix wings flying in the sky!
Oh!
The Flamingo roared, and in the air, there was a sound that shook the soul.
Every commercial army fleeing on the street is numb.
A senior general of the Shang army was extremely afraid.
Because they feel the crisis of death.
From the flamingo's strong momentum lock, make them despair.
A general of the Shang army turned back. They looked frightened and looked at the Flamingo, whose feathers were fine and fine, getting closer and closer.
The pupils contract violently.
Immediately.
Boom!
The burning rocket carrying death exploded in their crowd.
Ah ah ah!
Accompanied by the general's shrill scream, Wang Xiaojian's head sounded a passionate voice!
DoubleKill！
TribleKill！
QuadraKill！
Pentakill!
”Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing the five-star general! Experience + 200000! ”
”Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing the four-star general! Experience + 160000! ”
”Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing six star generals! Experience + 240000! ”