The morning fog is thin, and over the lake, the morning sun has quietly jumped out and spread over the land.

Everyone was unaware, because their eyes were all focused in one direction.

Ouyang Wuji, bending his bow and shooting arrows.

His eyes widened, and he held his breath, as if his heart had stopped, for fear of disturbing the next scene.

Ouyang Wuji, the Divine Arrow Array, even Mo Yuanwu was injured back then, and that was many years ago, now Ouyang Wuji's archery skills must be more subtle and more powerful.

At this moment, Luo Feng felt that the pores all over his body exploded instantly.

The feeling of extreme danger permeated his heart, which could not be suppressed, and an extremely cold breath seemed to fall from the sky, from the top of his head to the spring point at the bottom of his feet, and then exploded, merging into his limbs and bones, and his whole body was frozen.

It's terrifying.

Luo Feng even had a feeling that if he took another step forward, he would definitely die.

Sou!

Luo Feng finally believed his feelings, his body stopped suddenly, and turned back suddenly.

Shout!

At this time, the Divine Arrow in Ouyang Wuji's hand had already broken through the air and attacked.

Like a bolt of lightning, across the morning mist over the lake, shaking the space, the arrow of the gods, the lake seems to be rolled by the dragon, surging sound, the splash splashes several meters high, at first glance, it seems to be clustered with this king's arrow, pointing forward.

Luo Feng's eyes were solemn, and he said that it was too late, it was fast, and the Jiuli Holy Knife in his hand appeared, and the sword light phantom formed a series of defenses, and at the same time, Luo Feng's figure swept and flickered irregularly, trying to avoid this arrow.

Fast!

It's so fast!

Only in the blink of an eye, the Zhushen Arrow has arrived, and Luo Feng's figure has moved sideways for more than ten meters, but the Zhushen Arrow seems to be attached to the spirituality, like a shadow, the ghost is not dispersed, the power is not reduced, and the arrow is bloody, otherwise there is no return.

Tremble in the balance.

Luo Feng could only swing his knife and cut arrows.

Rumble!

There was no suspense, Luo Feng's body, together with the Jiuli Holy Knife, was directly shocked and flew out, this Zhushen Arrow contained Ouyang Wuji's terrifying power, and its power was amazing, if it weren't for the Jiuli Holy Knife in Luo Feng's hand, it would have been penetrated long ago.

Rao is like this, Luo Feng also vomited blood directly and was injured.

The figure landed, and it happened to be a small island near the center of the lake.

The Mysterious Water Palace, just on the side of the island, less than fifty meters away.

However, these fifty meters are already a moat for Luo Feng. Because, Ouyang Wuji's figure had already moved sideways one step ahead, blocking Luo Feng's escape route to the mysterious Water Palace.

"Lost dog, can you continue to escape?" Ouyang Wuji's slender body stepped in the air, his eyes were contemptuous, condescending, looking down at Luo Feng, as if he was staring at his prey.

Around the lake and island, there are many boats, and the warriors of all forces are looking at it from afar.

Recalling the shocking arrow just now, many people were shivering.

That arrow can be called a peerless, an arrow of destruction, no one present dared to say that he could take this arrow without dying, but Luo Demon King was only injured, and it seemed that he still had the power to fight, which was enough to see the extraordinaryness of Luo Demon King.

"Even if he dies in battle, the martial arts world, Luo Feng's name, can be passed on for at least ten years. ”

"No one will forget this proud son of the sky!"

"It's a pity that if you fall into the devil's path, you deserve death. ”

Many people sighed, thinking that Luo Feng would definitely die.

"Luo Feng, what about your majesty when you were in the Snow Mountain Sect?" One of the ships, a blue-clothed figure, his eyes were cold, and his expression showed joy, it was Luo Shen's envoy, he waited, when Luo Feng was killed, he stood up and pointed out that Luo Feng took his things away and took them back openly, in the martial arts world, except for Luo Demon King, who else is so short-sighted that he dares to get along with Luo Shen Temple?

"It won't last long. "Roselle is looking forward to it.

Shout!

Ouyang Wuji's expression was indifferent and condescending, and he turned out to be another arrow to punish the gods.

Luo Feng just coughed up a mouthful of blood, he didn't dare to slack off at all, his nerves were tense to the extreme, he gritted his teeth, forcibly carried his body, moved sideways to dodge, and at the same time slammed the Jiuli Holy Knife.

Rumble!

Luo Feng vomited blood and fell to the ground, raising a thick layer of dust.

"The battle is about to end. "Many people subconsciously let the ship come closer, wanting to see it clearly.

Some even posted live on the forum.

"Demon King Luo has been shot down by Sect Master Ouyang with an arrow, and he has been seriously injured and has fallen to the ground. ”

The forum shook, and warriors from all walks of life expressed their opinions.

Some people applauded.

Some people sigh that genius has fallen.

Someone remained neutral.

Some people praised Ouyang Wuji.

Yangcheng Airport.

"Let's go back, fight with them!" Iron Mask's eyes were red, his body was trembling violently, his eyes were almost crazy, his hands were clenched into fists, his nails were sinking into his palms, blood was flowing out, and his voice was hissing from the bottom, "Go back, go back!"

"Go back! Even if we die together, we must avenge the boss!" the judge's body shook, and tears could not help but flow from his eyes.

Qian Yilan stood up.

"Where are you going?" Yan Huilai took a deep breath and drank Qian Yilan.

"Back to Zhejiang and Hangzhou. Qian Yilan's voice was also trembling faintly, her eyes were looking straight ahead, but she couldn't control it, and crystal tears slipped down.

"He lied to us!" Song Daiying shouted, "He clearly said that there is a way to avoid the pursuit of Ouyang Old Thief!"

"Calm down!" Yan Hui drank and took a deep breath again, "It's all this time, is impulsiveness useful? Don't say that we can't go back for a while now, even if we go back, can we die with Ouyang Wuji? Our way of life is Luo Feng's exchange for his life, we can't go back to death in vain!"

"Master, what else can we do?" the Bloodfiend almost cried.

"Ancient ruins!" Yan Hui said in a deep voice, "Each of you is a Tianjiao, and you all have a lot of blessings. If you can get the treasure of an ancient ruin, in the future, you may not be able to match Ouyang Wuji. Ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge!"

"Is that all there is to it?" Leopard Shadow muttered, a stout man with red eyes at the moment.

At this moment, they all have voices shouting in their hearts.

Hopefully, at this time, a miracle will happen.

"There will be miracles. Qian Yilan suddenly knelt on her knees, holding the jade Buddha she had been carrying with her in both hands, and prayed with great sincerity.

In the airport VIP lounge, only these few people are silent, praying and looking forward to it at the moment.

"At the beginning, when he was stationed in Jianfeng, Luo Feng's life was dying, and his master appeared and rescued him. Yan Huilai muttered, "Perhaps, we don't have to worry too much, Luo Feng's master will definitely save him." ”

However, at this time, the live post was refreshed again.

""The Demon King is Dead"!"

Five bright red characters, like bloody bayonets, slammed into the hearts of several people present.