When it was extremely critical, Lin Qing hurriedly withdrew his hatred for Zhou Ting, withdrew his mind from Zhou Ting's excessive words, flashed sideways, and saw the orange flying knife almost flying against his face with slanted frightened eyes, the burning sensation was quite clear, and the sideburns on one side were slightly hot, and there seemed to be a faint smell of burning.

The others originally had palpitations, and when they heard the interesting place, they couldn't help laughing, and they all laughed, pointing at Lin Qing who was dodging in their hands, laughing and talking in the air, and the heavy sense of oppression in the air was completely gone, and it was full of a mentally pleasant atmosphere.

Huang Kangan watched for a while, and saw that Lin Qing was indeed entangled and couldn't be separated, so he gave an attack order, and the people of the Huang family saw that these Zhou family members were smiling so happily, jealous, and psychologically unbalanced. The only two remaining cadres of the Demon Leopard Regiment naturally married chickens and dogs, and they were unwilling to be left behind and follow in the footsteps of the Huang brothers.

The children of the Zhou family laughed happily, but unexpectedly happy and sad, disaster came head-on, fortunately, their psychological quality is extremely good, Zhou Lei made a look, and the others would scatter in all directions, and protected the seriously injured Zhou Ting inside, and put a habitual large array defense, although because of the enemy's large number of people and the steady downfall, but relying on the subtlety of the formation and tacit cooperation, it can be barely supported for the time being, but it is not as refreshing as the unscrupulous ridicule of Shicai.

"These bastards. The nameless fire rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, Lin Qing's handsome face looked a little hideous, and at the same time, he prayed sincerely in his heart to find the person who attacked him quickly, this kind of embarrassing image, he didn't want to maintain it for even a second.

Several streamers suddenly attacked, and Lin Qing dodged behind the Blue Devil Leopard, allowing his explosive wind-like vitality to block the attack, so that he could have a brief respite.

Hiding behind the contract beast, the spiritual power that had been separated to explore finally responded, and at a distance of about five or six hundred meters, there was an extremely faint and vague aura, which was the source of these flying knives.

As soon as he sensed the direction of the sneak attacker, Lin Qing turned around abruptly, staring at the dense woodland with hatred in his eyes, raising his left hand "Spirit Devouring Bow", and his right hand pulled the flexible string out of a powerful arc, and the yuan force condensed into a blue arrow in his hand.

Although this is an illusory thing, it is also vivid, even the feathers on the tail feathers are clear, the body of the arrow looks extremely hard, and the tip is even more flashing sharp to the cold, so that people will feel that the muscles and bones are cold, and the hairs stand upside down.

"Get out. Lin Qing's eyes quickly flashed a touch of ruthlessness, and the slender fingers on the tail of the arrow were sent, and the sharp arrow condensed by Yuan Li turned into blue light, piercing the air and making a sharp hiss, and the tail feathers trembled and shot fiercely to the other side.

As soon as a move was issued, Lin Qing pulled the slender and flexible bowstring again and again, and between the rapid retraction and release of the bowstring, seven or eight consecutive soul-devouring arrows turned into streamers, aiming at the figure that showed traces under the spiritual detection and shot away, and the sharp wind made the listener's eardrums vibrate, his heels weakened, and his heart trembled.

After launching these attacks one after another, Lin Qing bent down and gasped for breath, as if this wave of attacks that were not amazing was very energy-consuming. Straightened up, Dekong used his fingers to slightly straighten the sweaty black hair, the dark eyes were projected with the arrows, the eyebrows were raised a little arrogantly, and the handsome face couldn't help but show a smug look.

The Soul Devouring Arrow shot at the enemy from all angles in different directions, and on the surface it looked extremely chaotic, and if you didn't know it, you would inevitably think that he was angry and messed up, and shot it casually. In fact, otherwise, if he has a good psychological quality, how could he make such an extremely low-level mistake.

This hand-to-hand combo is a skillful routine obtained after many actual battles, thousands of tempers and summing up experience and absorbing lessons, several arrows are shot one after another, and the beads are shot out in a row, covering several key points around the enemy's body in an instant, so that he can't take care of the upper and lower, the left and the right can't take care of the right, the hands and feet are difficult to take care of, and the chest and abdomen are bitter and thoughtful.

The corners of Lin Qing's mouth inadvertently outlined the arc of the rise, when this kind of expression appeared in the past, it often meant that the victory moment to defeat the enemy was coming, and if the situation was normal, the victory could be declared in advance.

But this time these arrow array attacks that were thought to be victorious did not work, there was a movement in the forest, a black shadow appeared a vague figure, the body twisted suddenly, as if there was a silver scale-like light flickering, this person's speed increased greatly, he actually took the initiative to meet the arrow array, but between the gaps left and right, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, in which he was like a fish in water, and the leaves in the flowers did not stick to his body.

This wave of arrows fell on the woodland behind them, some of them hit the trees, the tall and straight trunks clicked and broke, the slim branches and leaves fell to the dust, some hit the ground, and the lawn swept up the earth, and the whole white land was really clean.

Liuyan's flying knife turned into orange light, and flew back with a swish, as if he had feelings, and rushed to welcome the arrival of his master. The sneak attacker unfolded his body and rushed to this side, he was extremely fast, and several ups and downs had closed the distance of hundreds of meters.

Lin Qing's eyes looked solemnly at the direction where the opponent came, his eyes were cold and sharp, like a virtual blade that could tear the skin, his left hand held the bow tightly, and his right hand did not continue to trigger the bowstring, condensing the spirit devouring arrow to attack the past, because he knew that he could avoid a premeditated wave of arrow attacks, and it was impossible to simply clean up the enemy within three or two arrows, this was bound to be a protracted battle between dragons and tigers.

Dare to face an opponent of equal strength, is one of the reasons why the strong are respected as the strong, as a noble beast master, and created the Demon Leopard Mercenary Group with his bare hands, this basic common sense, or I know it in my heart, I will not be like those family children raised in the sheepfold, make this kind of low-level mistake with a fluke mentality.

"Damn. The rough throat like a male duck sounded, and it frightened the children of the Zhou family, who were changing the formation to resist the attack of a large number of enemies, and their hearts trembled, their bodies shook slightly, and they almost lost the formation and asked outsiders to take advantage of the gap. That is, the elite children of these clans, if they were ordinary people, at this critical moment, they would be so frightened, and they would have to break the enemy's formation one by one.

Others, because of their special status, are afraid to say more. Zhou Lei was not so polite, he intersected with his companion on the left side of the sword, and together he received the joint attack of several members of the Huang family, his body shook and took a few steps back, and he tried his best to keep up with the footsteps of everyone, trying to ensure that the formation was not scattered. With a frown, he accused with an unhappy face: "Ah Ting, don't make a fuss, I'm scared to death, didn't my father tell us, we should be calm in case of trouble." ”

Although he said this, Zhou Ting, who was in the center of the formation and enjoyed the protection of his companions, sat cross-legged on the ground to rest, but left his father's words behind, and turned a deaf ear to his brother's on-site teachings, his slightly chubby body didn't know whether he was afraid, or trembled violently with fear, his eyes stared at the young figure who had recently arrived, and muttered to himself: "This is... Silver-haired boy, impossible, how could this be..."

In his impression, the silver-haired boy was arrogant and powerless, relying on his strength, he dared to take the advice of his elite son of the Zhou family to the back of his mind, and snatch the treasure that the young lady liked, like a frog at the bottom of a well who did not know the size of the world, and was an out-and-out rude and arrogant man.

And the master who secretly helped them at the critical moment was a proud son of heaven who had the world in mind, had good intentions, had good means, and was a man of beauty and wisdom.

No matter how Lin Qing is not a climate, he is also a beast master who is qualified to let the second-order demon beast recognize the master, although Zhou Ting disdainfully hurt him thousands of times, but the other party still has a basic concept of how many catties and taels he has, and the abusive words are purely to vent his anger and repay the revenge of the Huang family, but he understands in his heart that this person has something that ordinary people can't reach, even if he doesn't pat the horse, he is not as good as Miss, and he is not a simple person.

This person can not show up, and force this not simple lord to be so embarrassed, and he is a master who enjoys a high status on the mainland, and it is not a shame to regard such a person as an idol, even his father, who has always been strict, knows it, and he can't say a word "no".

But the problem now is that the two are the same person, which is so ironic, Zhou Ting felt that his three views were turned upside down in an instant, and he was in a mess, and he couldn't help but gasp into a breath of cold air, and his eyes appeared so thick that he almost turned into a substance, this silver-haired kid was so terrifying.