Behind the mountain, there is a deathly silence, and the needle drop can be heard!

In the crowd, a gloomy young man once again came out of the crowd!

When everyone saw it, their hearts couldn't help but feel awe-inspiring.

Hu Sandao!

One of the holy sons of the Qianyuan Sect, twenty-two years old, a beginner sage!

"I'll try!"

Hu Sandao looks soft, but not weak, and his temperament looks inexplicably palpitating, because his softness carries a creepy ruthlessness.

The ram and wild fox bowed slightly, and smiled: "Very good!

The expression on Hu Sandao's face was still gloomy, he didn't have much respect for the ram and wild fox, and the ram and wild fox knew that he had such a temperament, and he didn't care.

"Great Elder, in addition to practicing in the Spirit Pool for a month, I also want a Gathering Spirit Pill. ”

The ram wild fox nodded, and said succinctly: "Accurate!"

Hu Sandao's gloomy eyes showed a cruel smile, then turned around and rushed down.

"So fast!"

"This ...... Don't you think that the speed of the Three Swords Holy Son is much faster than before!?"

"yes, that's fast!"

"Hmm!?No!This is the Little Sage!When did the Three Swords Holy Son enter the Little Cheng Realm!?"

Everyone was amazed.

"It seems that he has only been a little more than a year since he became a saint, right? I didn't expect to break through again so soon!"

"Talent ...... No, I should say it's a ghost!"

"It seems that this time the Holy Son of the Three Swords has a good chance to take off the head on that little ghost's neck!"

"Naturally, the Holy Son is out of the horse, how can Zhang Qiang and other martial artists compare!"

"That's natural! Zhang Qiang is the Preparatory Holy Son, and Hu Sandao is the real Holy Son!"

......

Listening to those sycophants getting more and more ridiculous, Ram Biao roared angrily: "Presumptuous! Zhang Qiang dedicated himself to my sect, you don't want to use foul language!"

"Yes!

Those who wanted to slap Hu Sandao's ass shut up.

In this way, Hu Sandao quickly rushed down under the burning eyes of everyone.

He was careful to take cover as he rushed forward.

Although he is the Holy Son, he is not blind to the point of emptying everything.

He wasn't running, but like a cheetah, moving his hands and feet together, much like when a cheetah approached its prey.

Xiao Yu also discovered Hu Sandao, and also noticed that the young man in front of him was very different from the previous few headless and brainless ones, at least, he still knew how to find cover.

However, Xiao Yu still didn't care, just stared at the comer with a cold expression.

In Hu Sandao's eyes, Xiao Yu is the prey.

And in Xiao Yu's eyes, how could this Hu Sandao not be the prey?

After his body fell to the foot of the mountain, Hu Sandao suddenly accelerated, but it was not in a straight line, but in a roundabout way left and right!

This kind of forward is not very efficient, and if you move forward for a distance of one meter, you have to move your body sideways from side to side for a full twenty or thirty meters.

But this method is better than safety!

"Sure enough, it's too fast! That little ghost can't aim at all!" On the mountain, Hu Sandao's admirers couldn't help but sigh as they watched Hu Sandao approach Xiao Yu step by step.

"The Holy Son is the Holy Son, just now the five peak martial artists were dispatched at the same time, and they didn't achieve this effect!"

"Looks like that little ghost's life is in jeopardy!"

"Haha! Mere ants, they dare to shout in front of my Qianyuan Sect, they deserve it!"

The discussion went on and on, but everyone was obviously much more relaxed.

The ram and wild fox looked at Hu Sandao's roundabout appearance with soft eyes, and was very satisfied, bowed his head slightly, and began to think about how to concoct that little ghost later.

Is it Ling Chi's execution?

Five horses split?

Or was it just a slash?

What a headache! The ram and wild fox rubbed his head, and then a murderous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

After all, that little ghost seems to be quite arrogant, so he slashed it with a knife, but it's a pity......

Ram Cheng, Ram Ce, Gu Yi'an, Cao Han and others breathed a long sigh of relief.

Fortunately, although this kid is arrogant, his strength is not good.

Just now, he named everyone's names, which really startled a few people.

Ram Cheng quietly wiped the sweat from his forehead, and suddenly roared angrily: "The Three Swords Holy Son is mighty!"

All the other disciples roared at the same time:

"The Holy Son of the Three Swords is mighty!"

"The Holy Son of the Three Swords is mighty!"

The voice resounded in the sky, and the Qianyuan Sect, which was originally panicked, instantly united as one......

Hu Sandao was getting closer and closer to Xiao Yu.

When he was about to enter a hundred meters in front of Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu suddenly shot!

Boom!

A gunshot rang out!

The bullet kicked up a cloud of dust on the ground in front of Hu Sandao.

The first shot, it missed!

There was thunderous applause on the mountain gate in an instant, and all the disciples of Yuanzong were excited.

Really!

With the speed of the Three Swords Holy Son, that kid couldn't aim at all!

But what they didn't know was that Hu Sandao's complexion was not as good as they imagined!

Because he faintly felt that the shot just now, Xiao Yu didn't seem to be aiming at him on purpose!

It seems like...... Xiao Yu just forced him to pause slightly!

Do you want to stop me? I'm not as good as you want!

Hu Sandao's figure did not stop, but his body was like a gust of wind, and he continued to move forward in another direction.

Boom!

Another big shot!

This time, it was still in front of Hu Sandao's backwards, and when the bullet hit the ground, it raised a cloud of dust again.

The second shot, again missed!

Seeing this situation, the people of the Qianyuan Sect on the mountain gate were even more excited.

Two shots in a row missed, it seems that that kid can't aim at the Three Swords Saint Son at all! And right now, the distance between Hu Sandao and Xiao Yu is less than a hundred meters.

It's stable!

The cheers that resounded in the sky rang out again:

"The Holy Son of the Three Swords is mighty!"

"The Holy Son of the Three Swords is mighty!"

At the foot of the mountain, the expression on Hu Sandao's face was extremely solemn.

Because Xiao Yu's shot was still not aimed at him, it just hit him directly about twenty centimeters in front of him.

"This little ghost's marksmanship...... He seems to have done it on purpose!" Hu Sandao's heart was awe-inspiring.

However, he still did not dare to stay, but continued to turn.

It's just that, at this moment, an extremely strong warning of danger suddenly rose in his heart, and the feeling of hair made his back instantly break out in a cold sweat!

"Not good!"

After changing direction, Hu Sandao immediately regretted it.

Because that violent crisis told him that Xiao Yu had locked him!

Even, at this moment, he finally determined that Xiao Yu's two shots just now were not crooked, but clearly forced him to turn or stop!

In other words, the two shots just now were just foreshadowing, and now this shot is the deadliest!

Knowing this, Hu Sandao instantly twisted his body desperately, trying to change his trajectory at the last moment, even if he couldn't avoid it, at least he could get out of the way of important parts of his body.

It's a pity it's late.

Xiao Yu's shot didn't miss, but directly shot him in the head!

Hu Sandao, one of the holy sons of Qianyuan Sect, was shot in the head by Xiao Yu!