Chapter 33: Crossing the Galaxy (IV)
Thousands of arrows are flying and dark clouds are covering the city!
Under the dim light, countless sharp arrows with sharp hisses, like evil spirits released from their cages, swept away all living things on the Great Wall. The arrows in front of them were so powerful that they penetrated the wall several inches with a sharp sound. The tail was still trembling, like a dark carpet, airtight.
Jiang Xian didn't have time to look at other people, his pupils shrank to the size of needles. Almost at the same time, his long black hair suddenly opened, and the whole person hid behind. The next second, a continuous jingling sound immediately covered the umbrella.
Ding, ding, ding! The sound of metal clashing was endless. I don't know what kind of crossbow this is, but it has such great power that countless small triangles appeared inside the umbrella. The dark god of death rushed in madly. Once the umbrella was shot through, he would be pierced by thousands of arrows! There was no other possibility!
At this moment, Jiang Xian's senses were focused on the umbrella, and his mind was almost blank. Fortunately, the crossbow arrow did not break through the umbrella. Death finally stopped a foot away. At this time, he felt that his vest was soaked, and his hands holding the umbrella were shaking slightly.
Dudu - Behind him, the sound of black feathers hitting the ground continued. In an instant, the first round of strong shooting was over. Looking at the densely packed triangular protrusions on the umbrella, his pounding heart finally relaxed a little. Then, he bit his lips hard, forcing himself to concentrate again.
This is a mechanical crossbow... one of the several major mechanisms that have been confirmed from the historical materials related to the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum. If you continue to stay on the Great Wall, you will die!
The crossbow is not man-powered, so... it can only fire one round of powerful shots. It won't fire continuously like a human-powered archery formation.
He didn't move.
" The next tower is a hundred meters ahead. As long as I get there, I will be safe for the time being. But to get there, I must at least wait for another round of arrow rain. I must know the interval between them!"
However...can you withstand it?
He didn't know that when he saw the densely packed triangles on the black umbrella, he gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and the knuckles of his fingers holding the long black umbrella turned white. He murmured, "Old buddy..."
"Awesome!"
From behind, the sound of a crossbow arrow hitting the monster's tail could be heard from afar. The clanging sound continued. The monster seemed to be provoked to become even more angry, raising its tail again and again, slapping it down again and again. The rumbling sound was like the death knell, approaching every minute and every second.
Apart from that, the entire passage was dead silent.
Like the sea before a storm.
Click, click, the sound of the second hand seemed to ring in the air. Excessive tension made the muscles stiff and the blood rushed up. As time passed second by second, Jiang Xian forced his heart to slowly calm down. His body was like a cheetah about to hunt. He squatted slightly, exerted force on his legs, and his camouflage pants were stretched straight. His breathing was also slowly adjusted to the peak of his energy.
Waiting for the moment of storm.
"Eight seconds... nine seconds... ten seconds..."
The second hand was like the beating of a heart. Just when ten seconds had just arrived, a muffled sound suddenly rang out in the air. It was the sound of tens of thousands of bowstrings simultaneously breaking into a circle, pulling apart, and bouncing back, all in one go. At the same time, a gust of wind, with boundless murderous intent, tore through the air.
Dangdangdang - in an instant, the violent force even made Jiang Xian retreat several steps. However, his feet seemed to have taken root, veins in his temples bulged, and he held the umbrella tightly. The muscles in his arms bulged so much that they even lifted up his camouflage uniform.
Right in front of him, the triangular protrusions became more and more dense and sharper! Puff! A cold arrow tip suddenly tore through the long black straight and appeared in front of him without warning.
At this moment, my thoughts came to a standstill.
No breathing, no thinking, no muscle instinct. After a thousand years, I could still feel the sharpness of the arrow tip. It was only one foot away from Jiang Xian's head.
The next second, a dense, hair-raising sound exploded on the umbrella, and countless arrows pierced through the umbrella. At this moment, the shadow of death devoured his soul, and Jiang Xian almost instinctively let go and squatted.
However, his fingers trembled, and just as they loosened, he gripped the umbrella handle even tighter.
If you let go now, the consequences will be disastrous!
Whack, Whack! In just one second, hundreds of arrows pierced through the umbrella, each one pointing straight at his entire body. However... not a single one of them penetrated completely. All of them were stuck between the dense clusters of arrows in front and the umbrella ribs!
His heart seemed to fall into the abyss in an instant, and then rushed into the sky. The stagnation of his thoughts finally disappeared, and Jiang Xian finally saw other images besides the arrow tip. He took a deep breath and bent his body lower. His chest began to rise and fall sharply and regularly.
Three, two, one!
Three seconds later, he gritted his teeth, reluctantly put away his long black hair, and rushed forward madly!
The force was so great that even a dull sound was heard on the ground. His body was tilted almost 40 degrees to the ground. His hands swung back and forth regularly, and his body was as fast as lightning!
At the same time, a rain of arrows swept past them. Behind him, four figures followed at the same speed.
No one spoke, and everyone's eyes were only on the tower in front of them. Bloodshot streaked his eyes, and because he was running at full speed, the short hair of the Eight-Armed Arhat was flying straight back. Chu Ziyi's old face and facial features were squeezed together, making him look extremely ferocious. Ling Xiaozi did not look like a Taoist immortal at all, his sleeves fluttered horizontally, and he seemed to be just a touch away from the ground, leaving no trace on the snow.
Closer... Closer and closer! The tower was getting bigger and bigger in their eyes! Just when they were about to reach the ten-second mark, Hong Si Niang shouted loudly, and her speed increased again. She stepped on the Eight-Armed Arhat, and in eight steps, she actually surpassed Jiang Xian who was running first, and rushed to the tower first. Then she immediately turned around and hid on the side of the tower, and a rope was thrown to the Eight-Armed Arhat.
"Thief bitch!"
The eight-armed arhat's eyes were about to burst, and he shouted loudly. He followed the pulling force and jumped over.
At the same time, Jiang Xian also roared, and the black long straight hair in his hand made a series of mechanical sounds that made people's teeth ache, and he dragged it diagonally on the ground. As he roared, the umbrella surface collapsed with a bang, and hundreds of arrows fell to the ground. The ribs of the umbrella in his hand suddenly expanded and turned into a two-meter-long spear!
Seize! With a swing of his arms, the spear turned into a cold light and stabbed fiercely into the crack of the bricks in front of him. Then, he jumped up and did a pole vault across several meters.
Tap, tap - within a second, his feet touched the ground, and he felt a palpitation, causing goosebumps to appear on his skin. All the muscles in his limbs ached. However, he had no time to look at these. He immediately turned around and looked at the last two people.
Just as he turned around, the third neat bowstring sound rang out in the air.
Thousands of arrows fly into the sky, and murderous intent fills the sky!
"Catch me, Taoist!" At the same time, Ling Xiaozi's voice rang out at the top of his lungs. The whole person flew into the air, and Jiang Xian cursed inwardly and opened his hands.
On the other side, Chu Ziyi's face was wrinkled. He stretched out his hand desperately, his dim old eyes were fully opened, and his lips were trembling.
He gritted his teeth, the rain of arrows was about to arrive in the next second, and he was still three meters away. But... he didn't give up!
He didn't want to... He didn't want to! He was unwilling to die here!
There was a plea and determination in the desperate eyes, as if saying "pull me". At the same time, Hong Si Niang and the Eight-armed Arhat stretched out their hands at the same time, stretched out half a meter like lightning, grabbed each other's hands and pulled hard!
Boom... Chu Ziyi's body suddenly fell outside the city wall. But... just as he rushed in, a series of teeth-grinding "puff puff" sounds suddenly rang out. Seeing this scene, Ling Xiaozi's eyes twitched and his hair almost exploded.
Half a second...
The difference of less than half a second is the difference between heaven and hell.
“Ahhhhhh——!!!” Chu Ziyi just huddled in the corner, then he covered his calves and screamed at the top of his lungs.
There were at least five crossbow arrows stuck in his calves, and each of them pierced through his calves!
"Ahhhh!!!" His facial features were completely distorted in pain. He held his feet with both hands and rolled over desperately, banging his head against the wall, as if trying to relieve the severe pain in his legs. Blood gushed out from the camouflage on his calves like a spring.
"Heh... Heh... Ziz..." However, he knew very well that this was not the time to scream - the monster's tail had temporarily retreated back into the abyss because of the dense rain of arrows. No one wanted to lure it out again. So, after Chu Ziyi screamed for two seconds, he bit his pale lips hard, even biting out blood. But he just breathed hard and dared not scream anymore.
"Hold on!" Everyone immediately started first aid. Jiang Xian quickly took out the medicine box from his waist, found a rubber band and tied it under Chu Ziyi's knees. Hong Si Niang and Ba Arm Luohan rolled up his trouser legs. However, at a glance, everyone's eyes trembled.
Purple and black...
Fortunately, Jiang Xian tied it up in time. In just ten seconds, Chu Ziyi's legs had turned purple. And... the purple-black color seemed to have life, spreading wildly under his skin!
"What the hell is this!?"
"I don't know." Jiang Xian looked at it quickly for two seconds, then immediately turned to Chu Ziyi and said in a deep voice: "Do you want to live?"
"Nonsense..." Chu Ziyi's teeth were chattering, cold sweat was running down his wrinkles, and his face was like a loess plateau divided by a river. He didn't even dare to breathe, for fear that if he breathed in, he would exhale the breath he was holding.
He stared at Jiang Xian, his voice becoming a whisper: "Can't you save him?"
"It can't be saved!" The Eight-Armed Arhat bit his lip and said, "It's such a strong poison... This should be extracted from snake venom. There is no antidote without the corresponding serum!"
Chu Ziyi's fingers, which were holding his trouser legs, turned pale, but he did not hesitate at all, and said in a trembling voice: "It's stuck out."
No one spoke.
"Hit it!!!" Chu Ziyi suddenly roared: "Do you want me to die?"
"If you want me to live, just kick me!!!"
"Fuck!" Hong Si Niang licked her lips and reached for her waist. A soft sword gleaming with silver light instantly appeared. "You're reluctant to do it? I'll be the bad guy!"
Swoosh! The sword flashed like a falcon, and blood splattered in an instant!
