Chapter 535: Chapter 191: Storm and Thunderbolts!

Blood Splashes on the Moon!_3 Chapter 535: Chapter 191: Storm and Thunderbolts!

Blood Splashes on the Moon!_3 With Su Changkong’s current level of cultivation and archery, dealing with Martial Artists from the Human Flower Realm required only “Arrow Lights into Rainbow”, which was sufficient.

This would conserve some energy to deal with Dong Yunkuang and that Alien Beast.

First, he would eliminate these lower-tier targets to prevent them from escaping, and then he would take care of Dong Yunkuang.

“Boom!

Boom!

Boom!”
Rainbow lights streaked through the air, hitting targets one after another.

Three Innate Martial Artists, who were merely at the Human Flower Realm, were thrown into the air with blood and flesh flying, dying instantly on the spot.

Another warrior who wielded a weapon tried to block with the blade in his hand but was also sent flying with a broken arm bone, spitting blood, only needing one more arrow to be killed.

This was the terrifying aspect of archery.

There was no unnecessary flourish, just the sole purpose of locking onto an enemy and shooting them down with a single arrow.

At a great distance, the enemies had no means of countering, turning into living targets!

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“I will tear you into a thousand pieces, skin you, and pull out your tendons!”
While Su Changkong was busy shooting and killing several people, Dong Yunkuang had already charged forward.

However, he only saw a blurred shadow dissipating under a big tree, as Su Changkong was long gone from his original location.

He moved silently through the woods like a Penetrating Forest Deer, leaping nimbly and changing directions as he shot and killed the Innate Martial Artists from the East Star Sect, never confronting Dong Yunkuang head-on.

“Flee!

Scatter and run!

Leave it to the Sect Master to handle!”
Those Innate Martial Artists were not fools; they didn’t stupidly stand in place waiting to die.

They scattered and fled, some running close to the ground, others using the cover of trees to escape.

Even the strongest archery is useless if it cannot lock onto its target.

“The sixth one!

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The seventh one!”
But they were unaware that Su Changkong’s Guiding Technique was cultivated to a profound realm, making him extremely sensitive to Spiritual Energy.

No matter how the Innate Martial Artists hid, they were clear as day to him.

Su Changkong continued to draw his bow, “Arrow Lights into Rainbow”, easily shooting down two who leaped among the treetops and weaved through the bushes, with their blood splattering and staining the green leaves red.

“Aaargh!”
Dong Yunkuang was nearly driven mad.

Su Changkong refused to engage him directly, his movement techniques and Qinggong were no worse than his.

No matter how Dong Yunkuang pursued, Su Changkong would easily avoid him, continuing to shoot and kill other Innate Martial Artists.

“Cease fire!

Leave the Alien Beast to you!”
Some Innate Martial Artists chose to beg for mercy out of fear, claiming their East Star Sect would no longer interfere with the Alien Beast.

But Su Changkong showed no mercy.

From where the figures appeared, he launched three consecutive arrows, stirring up a whirlwind of blood and bitter screams.

Su Changkong’s primary purpose here was to kill Dong Yunkuang and other high-ranking members of the East Star Sect.

Otherwise, once they learned Mu Yangwen had died at the hands of Spirit Taoist Sect, they would undoubtedly seek revenge.

Rather than waiting for them to gather strength and retaliate, it was better to annihilate them while they were unprepared!

“The Elders…

are dead?”
Those dozens of elite warriors from the East Star Sect, upon hearing the screams, were filled with horror and confusion.

They were Innate Martial Artists who could easily tackle thousands, but were now falling like ordinary people, shot down on the spot by arrows that seemed to come from everywhere!

In this dense forest full of obstacles, Su Changkong was like a fish in water, able to take his archery skills to the extreme, easily killing one enemy after another.

“12…

now it’s your turn!”
In just a short time, those Elders from the East Star Sect perished under Su Changkong’s arrows, and now Su Changkong aimed his next arrow at Dong Yunkuang.

“Crack!”
An arrow made of Star Pattern Gold burst forth, splitting into three halfway through its flight.

Vast amounts of Spiritual Energy were drawn in like a vortex.

Accompanied by “Thunderbolts” and “Hurricanes”, it carried a violent gust as it shot straight at Dong Yunkuang.

The now utterly mad Dong Yunkuang didn’t understand who was so vicious.

If it were just for grabbing the Alien Beast it would be fine, but with no words and arrows following one after the other, he wanted to wipe them out!

Facing the three incoming arrows, Dong Yunkuang swung his purple-gold Combat Blade repeatedly, carrying Blade Force and Blade Gang with each swing.

“Clang!

Clang!

Clang!”
Three deafening metal sounds exploded, accompanied by the rampaging Spiritual Energy, the coiling “Hurricane” and the roaring “Thunderbolts”, all nearby trees and rocks were caught up torn apart, ground into dust.

Dong Yunkuang’s advancing body paused slightly, feeling a series of pains in his wrist.

Relying on the cultivation of “Three Flowers Gathering at the Top”, Dong Yunkuang managed to block one of Su Changkong’s “Arrow Light Division” with his Combat Blade.

But feeling the pain in his wrist, Dong Yunkuang calmed down,”I can’t catch up to him in this forest, letting him shoot unilaterally, I will be defeated if I just defend…

time to leave!”
Dong Yunkuang, horrified by Su Changkong’s terrifying archery, which truly threatened him, realized he couldn’t get close.

He could only be a live target, and just one mistake would mean death under Su Changkong’s arrow.

It’s better to retreat and fight another day.

Abandoning the pursuit of Su Changkong, Dong Yunkuang turned and fled towards the outside of Silver Moon Mountain, leaping distances of over ten yards in a bound.

“Trying to escape?”
There was no way Su Changkong would let Dong Yunkuang get away.

He chased after him, drawing his arrow on the bowstring and releasing them in succession.

As the bowstring vibrated, a line of arrows shot out, each splitting into three, flying towards Dong Yunkuang with eyes of their own, effortlessly penetrating one tree and rock after another, unstoppable!

“Clang!

Clang!

Clang!”
Dong Yunkuang turned and swung his blade in succession, his solid Blade Gang colliding with the arrows, whipping up stormy “Thunderbolts” and “Hurricanes”.

Using the force of the impact, he was thrown a distance away, continuing his escape.

However, Su Changkong relentlessly pursued, one arrow following another, vowing not to stop until Dong Yunkuang was shot down.

After blocking seven or eight of Su Changkong’s arrows in a row with the blade in his hand, Dong Yunkuang felt his wrist go numb, so he switched to holding the sword in his less-skilled left hand.

Realizing the dire situation, Dong Yunkuang’s anger flared.

From start to finish, he hadn’t even seen Su Changkong’s face; his adversary was just continuously shooting arrows from a two-mile distance, forcing him to be a one-sided target, taking hits.

This made Dong Yunkuang roar in rage, “Coward of a cur!

You only know how to hurt people with secret arrows!

If you are brave enough, fight me face to face.

If you’re afraid, I’ll fight you with one hand!”