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Chapter 12 Desperate Strong Bow Shocks the Soul (Part 2)

Domotoki found that he hated Wuming more and more. His cold face and a lesson tone were trying to beat him up after seeing it.

A horse's neigh broke Domoto's thoughts. Feiyan fell out with the horse she was riding. Feiyan, who had practiced for several days, flipped in the air and stood firmly on the ground.

"Fortunately..." The heart that Domotoki was holding fell, and five thieves holding swords emerged from behind the large rocks on both sides of the road.

While Feiyan was still thinking about her landing position, the two thieves running in the front were already attacking her with weapons.

Feiyan pulled out his long sword in panic to block the long sword of a thief. The moment another thief's long sword was about to kiss Feiyan's body, the unknown arrow feathers were first inserted into the thief's head.

The companion suddenly died, and the attacking thief was panicked. Feiyan stabbed his wrist with a sword and forced the thief to retreat before she could celebrate, the three thiefs following followed rushed up again.

Feiyan turned around and ran towards Wuming for panic. Wuming kicked his legs and jumped high. The sunlight shot from behind him like a god of war. The strong bow that was pulled loosened again, and a chasing thief fell to the ground by arrow.

An arrow shot out of Wuming's air and fell between Feiyan and the thief. The powerful aura made the thief feel a chill in his heart.

"Princess! Be careful!" Domotoki slapped his horse and rushed towards the thief, swinging the lightsabers in his hand continuously, and the ability of the level ten knight was fully revealed. The two thiefs opened a hole in their heads, and the third thief rolled on the spot and barely avoided Domotoki's lightsabers.

Wuming turned around and said, "You can let go of your hand."

Feiyan only realized that he was hiding behind Wuming, and his hands were still holding the other person's clothes tightly. When his pink face turned red, Feiyan quickly let go of Wuming's clothes and subconsciously took two steps back.

"Princess, don't panic." Domotoki dragged the thief who was captured alive by him: "The princess's sword skills are also of level 8, right? As long as you are calm in the face of such an enemy, there will naturally be no danger."

Feiyan recovered from panic and came to the thief with a terrified face. The long sword in her hand flashed and appeared at the thief's throat and said, "Dare to attack this princess, say! Where are you from?"

The thief calmed down when he heard Feiyan's inquiry, with a hint of proud smile on his face: "You'd better let me go now, otherwise you're a princess, even if you're a lord or an emperor, it's useless! Here we are the master of Qifeng Mountain."

"Bandits of Jifeng?" Domotoki knelt in front of Feiyan with surprise and said, "Please hand him over to me for inquiries. I believe that you will soon find out the information about Jifengshan."

Feiyan looked at the bandit in disgust and nodded. Domotoki grabbed the bandit's neck with a grim smile and dragged it behind the rock beside him: "What are you laughing at? The way the nobles of the imperial capital will be happy for a while."

Wuming frowned unhappily after hearing Domotoki's words, and turned around to retrieve the two arrow feathers he shot out.

Other personnel arrived later, and waves of words "The princess is frightened, the princess is forgiven for her sins" sounded.

Feiyan looked at the sky in a daze. The sky that Wuming was almost flying just now, the power emitted by the sunlight from behind was deeply imprinted in Feiyan's mind.

"Princess, princess..." Gerry called out several times with some concern. Feiyan's memories were interrupted and asked with an unhappy look: "I'm fine. Remember to give the big-headed soldier a merit, it's him..."

Feiyan looked at Wuming's look of caring for Jade Yu with his back to her, and felt unhappy. Could this princess be less important than Jade Yu?

"It was him who shot and killed two thieves, delaying the princess for a while." The life-saving grace instantly turned into two killing enemies. Gerry and others felt regretful for Wuming.

You should know that in a few days, Wuming has saved the princess' life twice. If it is actually reported, Wuming's status as a civilian, even if he rises to a position of commander or even higher, it would be a breeze.

Domotoki walked out with the bandit who was tortured by him. When he heard Wuming's great skills turn into small skills, he couldn't help but feel happy to come to the princess and said, "Report to the princess, the bandits have all confessed. There are only 149 bandits in the village. The leaders of the bandits are a level ten knight, a level ten ancient martial arts practitioner, which is what we often call a level ten warrior."

"Level 10th level warrior? Isn't that similar to a waste? We just need to pay attention to the knight!" One nobleman shouted loudly, and the other nobles also echoed: "It seems that this gulf of wind is just that."

"Is that so? Did he really tell the truth?" Wuming looked at the last slight mockery in the dead bandit's eyes and asked himself in a low voice: "If this is the case, why would he laugh?"

Seeing Wuming's face showing a contemplative expression, Gri thought he was angry about his great achievements and became less powerful. He hurriedly came beside him and comforted him, "Forget it, don't be disappointed because of his great achievements. This time, it is not impossible to attack the bandits, with your bow and arrow, and shoot that level 10 warrior."

"Level 10th level warrior? What is ancient martial arts?" Wuming asked curiously when he thought of Domotoki's words.

Grie was so sad that he could not help but explain it seriously. The so-called ancient martial arts is that when some archaeologists discovered the ancient magic, they also found some martial arts practice methods from those places. However, the ancient texts are very difficult to translate and difficult to understand. Few people practice ancient martial arts, and few people can practice ancient martial arts to the same height as other combat schools. Over time, ancient martial arts has become a useless fighting school, so they are often looked down upon.

Of course, this does not mean that the ancient martial arts are not strong. At least there was a master of martial arts level in mainland China, claiming to have reached the realm of killing gods. According to legend, this martial arts emperor really committed the killing god incident, but no one knows the final outcome, because he completely disappeared from then on.

"There is a god in this world?" A hint of suspicion flashed in Wuming's mind, or even a negative voice.

"It should be?" Gree's eyes showed a look of admiration: "The top of the knight is the Dragon Knight? But has the Dragon Knight Knight ever appeared in this world? The top of the swordsman is the Sword Emperor, the magician's super holy magician, the fighter's fighter's dragon emperor, and the dragon emperor of the dragon clan? These are the highest realms of several major schools. But these realms are just legendary things, and no one has ever seen them..."

Wuming felt that he still could not accept the saying that there was a god in this world, and Wuming himself was quite confused about this.

"Everyone have a break, we will launch an attack tonight." Domotoki's energetic shout interrupted Wuming's thoughts. Everyone wiped their weapons one after another, betting on each other who would kill more enemies.

Wuming saw this optimistic atmosphere and could only shake his head gently to Gerry next to him, saying: "It is better to be more careful in the attack tonight. Perhaps the battle is more difficult than imagined."

"Why do you think so?" Gerry pulled out his long sword and wiped it, "Those noble children may not do anything else, but this torture method is that even the criminal officials in the imperial capital will ask them for new tricks."

"Is that true?" Wuming saw that Gri believed in Gri's methods so much, and he was too lazy to make any defense: "Maybe I'm too careful. Anyway, there will be no harm in being careful, right?"

"You're talking." Gri nodded and said, "But you seem to be too hostile to Domotoki. Sometimes, the words of these noble children are still helpful to people."

"Is that so? My hostility towards him is not as good as his to me, right?" Wuming sat on the ground and looked up. The hunter always observed whether he had a dangerous habit in the jungle, which made him suddenly see a shiny suddenly appear on the hillside.

The flash was like the feeling of metal reflecting sunlight. Wuming reminded Gerry again: "Remember, be careful."
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